This is a song about "Your dream home"

Enough heat , to melt down your fucking home

It's time to turn the streets into a war zone

Exclusives, y'all never seen

If you wanna reach your dream

Its a home run, your domes done, go home son

I lost my connection with my woman

Know i just call it head phone

Your story ends its time to go home

Is how much goddamn pussy you can get at your home

You better get her, i'm totally into my zone

I'm a dream-weaver, your night's mare n' the ringleader

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

My heart too dark, i’m so gone, delete my phone

They always watching you, even out in your own home

Baby your my dream come true i really want

But shit, let me explain- it's because times been hard