Didn't graduate from highs school from problems in my home,
Long before i knew the significance of a comb
And i did the video for really though
Set up my own home studio
That's why i'm dropping poems from my southern shotgun home,
You gon' miss a good thing, end up bitter alone
I’m way harder than the concrete
Az is my home and love the heat
But i'm not in the first place
In home staring at my face
I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have
None of that i rather go home safe and not havin mom whoop my ass,
Bringing them home and across my plate
Play this shit while you contemplate
Matter fact, my connection's pretty weak at home
I got a love jones for your body and skin tone
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