This is a song about "No place like home"

Put through the street, home was no place for me.

Yeah, it's all natural baby

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

No place for repetition, glowing bright in intelligence

But black kids come home to no father,

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

I'm lucky that i got a better place to call home. no longer sad and alone.

Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day camelittle latasha sho' grown

No girl can take your place and love me like the way you do.

But is it really cocky if you know that it's true

But black kids come home to no father,

The only time i flirt with her

Yup, hit e.t up on the cell phone

Sherlock holmes, no shit, just go home

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

Their what i call family and a place called home.