This is a song about "My home"

An happy home, that's my fantasy

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

In home staring at my face

Give players plenty space

Az is my home and love the heat

I pray the lord my guns to keep

So take the stage just show me what you got

Catch your mom in my home, with my cock,

Hoping wes snipes make my life a bit different

Im my own president while a home resident

Bringing them home and across my plate

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape

Remainers; talking i need help with finding my way home

I got a love jones for your body and skin tone

An orphan my pops left me, and often, my momma wasn't home

Now y’all better leave me alone, got license for my chrome