This is a song about "Not coming home"

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Coming home to find his whore blowing the neighbor

I dont see no people coming

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Fuck the source, i'm on cover of rolling stone

The fact yah's not coming back and that you lost the throne....

Drives him crazy, always went home not feeling fine

I shoot you and kill ya homie, with the same damn nine

'cuz i'm bringin' home the bacon, but i'm not a breadwinner,

Oh what a cold world for a broke nigga--it's bitter

Knock-knock, i'm coming in, even if you're not at home,

Late night to the early morn, i've been such a rolling stone

He sent a subtle text, not knowing what's coming next

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

And all these peasant motherfuckers take shots at the throne

With changes coming to a place known to me as home