This is a song about "Not coming home"

None of that i rather go home safe and not havin mom whoop my ass,

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city

Not something that should be coming from someone who befriends me,

Just like that... wale

When hes coming home from jail

Not making any sense cause a box is what they home is..is what i don't like!

American dreaming, days of a heathen running up in your building at night

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

Not fucking enough to be contenders. just sad old men at home watching

Coming home to find his whore blowing the neighbor

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

Not making any sense cause a box is what they home is..is what i don't like!

Now can i take it off yarub my tongue across yai do it so right

I don't think it is there fault they are all mislead, i evoke fear in there hearts

But if your not coming, know that i already give your family my best regards!