This is a song about "Rodney thompson jaguars home of the roar"

I breed 'em like i'm going to war

Whipped out his phone and let a roar

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

While living, at home with mommy and daddy, i sling dimes out the trunk of my black caddy,

Y’all gave a purpose for the roar when the curtains draw,

Had my niggas down so i’m screaming fuck the law

But i be like for real, just pick up that phone

Still on my grind, got a lot of kids at home

So i guess you think you grown

Hardly thinking of the girl at home,

Home of the brave is where i'm at...

The real muscle in the message of that

Said fifty for a song, and they won’t leave me alone

That is a heck of a thing for the wife when you come home,