This is a song about "New home"

The kings get killed very least overthrown

A boy who feels his home, just ain't his home

This my album, and when your parents try to come around

We moved every year to a new home new town

You're uncool like my mother kin

New passions, enemies new fashion

Yeah, he blowing up your cell phone

Scanner on my dresser, i work at home

Yeah, you can tell em that i’m home

They blowing up my phone

All green nigga pick six

Runnin home invasions

he saved our lives , he rose from death he forages for his sons,

When she brings home a new boyfriend her brother will be asking so many questions,

Runnin home invasions

Got racks, ain’t talking tits