This is a song about "Work from home"

It went from comin home late to inhalin smoke in my brain

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again

I'da ran away from home years ago,

I just call it …remember all the dough

If i could do it all again, have just one more chance

Just get high until the kids get home from school holmes, relax

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

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

If you something like paid you can fuck tonight

When he came home, battered from a bar fight.

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

Normally i wouldn't take you from your cozy little home,

Take yo' chick, with no complaints, she say my shit oh so great

They work to death, when they come home, you dont even have a plate