This is a song about "Coming from a bad place but making it"

Drivin and typin, not payin attention, missin they next exit

But i'm making it, chillin' with my niggas dream chasin' it

See we’ll be cool as long as you just play your part

I should've seen it coming right from the start

But not as bad as lookin' backwards wishin' that we hadn't been such of a damn disaster

Dreaming about making it as a rapper but waking up and still climbing the ladder,

With changes coming to a place known to me as home

You gon' miss a good thing, end up bitter alone

Small town, kinda place a came from

Most of them niggas dumb

Hear these critics talking now, when i see'em open face

But you never know i could, be talking about a diffrent place,