This is a song about "No ones home"

No ones the same when ya bring the fame

Floor seats at that wizards game

And i can't even trip, cause i'm just laughin at cha

I can tell by reading your lines that no ones a fan of ya

Little girl show me how you twirl, look at the news girl, no ones. looking

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

Im boss as fuck, no ones employing me

Via niggas rep spreading speeches through the city

Foes are rusted no ones trusted

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that

Stuck at home alone with no wife

An ipod mind to you walkman guys

Ain't come from no happy home, my pain y'all cannot decode

I know you get lonely when i ain’t home, on the road