Home Alone is a cheeky postcard from the bachelor pad Rawayana inherits after a breakup. Featuring Mau y Ricky, the track turns every empty corner of the once-shared apartment into a playground: he cooks naked, keeps only ganja and beer in the freezer, parks a drum kit in the living room, and replaces the ex’s flower vase with a TV ready for FIFA. The sunny groove and reggae-pop vibe mask a bittersweet truth: “todo tiene un fin y duele” (everything ends and it hurts), yet a blunt, loud music, and late-night outings season the pain with rebellious fun.
Beneath the smoke and laughter the chorus exposes a tug-of-war familiar to anyone healing from heartbreak: “Mi corazón en modo Home Alone… tú me haces falta pero a veces no.” He genuinely hopes his ex is doing better even while therapy bills and dealer fees pile up. The song captures that hazy middle stage of recovery where freedom feels thrilling one minute, lonely the next, and self-love slowly replaces the couple’s photo on the wall. Upbeat, relatable, and a little messy, it reminds us that growth can come with cold beer, video games, and a soundtrack you can dance to.