This is a song about "No one home"

I ain't praising no one, no one is amazing for one.

But if she ain't gonna smoke it ain't gon' happen

But black kids come home to no father,

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

Pain, he's ready for whatever

I became no one is ever

No one, no one is iller than me.

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

No one in the world understands

Bring your pen and your weed stash

We living good all of us, we winning, that's obvious

You're no rap genius, so go home to your planet venus

No one, no one is iller than me.

I just want somebody i can see

A shelter he can call home when there's no turning back

I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track