If there’s one thing Pimmie makes clear across Don’t Come Home, it’s a desire for emotional security. You’d have an understanding of this as the Houston singer’s North Star if you heard “PIMMIE’S DILEMMA,” the sultry interlude and hard launch for the song’s namesake that appears on Drake and PARTYNEXTDOOR’s $ome $exy $ongs 4 U. In Pimmie’s music, trust can feel more like a concept than her reality. “Got your location, tell her I said ‘what’s up,’” she laments on “Foul.” On “Bet,” she holds her partner’s feet to the fire, singing, “You treat me like I got more fucks to give.” As she wrestles with both self-doubt and heartache across Don’t Come Home, there’s a push-and-pull between wanting someone to choose her fully and deciding to choose herself. By “Closure,” she lands on the latter: “One thing for sure, I can’t love you more than I love myself.”