text: Look at where we at, look at where we been
  Look at every place we roamed, don’t know where you at
  I’m all over the map but right now, we finally home
  Are we there yet? Hell yeah, are we there yet? Hell yeah
  Are we there yet? Hell yeah, okay cool, we finally home
  Okay I’m back on my B.I., aw so plug in your two D.I’s
  Lets take these niggas where I reside
  The W-I-C-H is I, the greatest from my sis-side
  The truest, you deny, than who is, down to blow like a match to a bomb
  I set fire to the web, Match.com, we going up, you coming?
  Better grab my arm to the place I ran, I’m the black Saddam
  No wonder these bad bitches wanna hang
  On a niggas’ ass like the bitches on my jeans
  Riches on sag and my fitted on lean
  Another album in the can, doing what you niggas can’t
  Setting flames around here like So Glow
  Played the game, say yes to a city that they don’t know
  Right next to KC like JoJo, you phone everybody, says tell ‘em I am home bro
  Look at where we at, look at where we been
  Look at every place we roamed, don’t know where you at
  I’m all over the map but right now, we finally home
  Are we there yet? Hell yeah, are we there yet? Hell yeah
  Are we there yet? Hell yeah, okay cool, we finally home
  Car service on its way to me, brand new jeans with all room keys
  We home but where haven’t we been? Tell shawty to get lost or get in
  For the win, been gone for so damn long, passports and a carry on
  Trying to be home, where haven’t we been? Tell shawty to get lost or get in
  Even Christ isn’t passsionate as I am
  Bel to the air, Fresh Prince Will-I-Am
  What you see, look at me from the sky cam?
  A couple girls named Mary and a Tri-Lam
  Every since I got my deal, I feel high as a necrophobiac’s light bill
  Sleep on me like night quilts and Imma get out my dreams
  Without Ye or a Nyquil, now open up your pupils for your mentors
  I’m coming for your soul like Dementors
  With the hood on my back like the Sith Lords
  Made it on top of my foes like fifth floor
  Now stand up like a judge when you know the ending
  ‘Cause my Rockets come home like Toyota center
  The hottest loser and the coldest winner
  Turn the street lights on, I’ll be home for dinner
  Kells!
  Say goodbye to the street lights, bye to the I can’t eat nights
  So hello to new countries and new languages, I can’t speak right
  Falling out the sky like cheap kites and now I’m in that um...
  I’m don’t know, Im bad with cars, but my backseat got some of the baddest broads
  And up front, I got my fam with me, Cleveland with me
  Two L’s and Cool J like Def Jam’s with me
  I’ve been all around the world and back
  Now I play all around the world with Shaq
  One touch of this blunt right, here, pushed the curtains back
  Feel like Aladdin with this Persian mat, blow O’s with XV
  Head to the coast to jet ski and anywhere I go, my set be
  EST tattooed right above my chest P, respect me or skate like Gretzky