This is a song about "Coming from detroit"

Put them out randomly hopin' that i get some

Always think where your going not where you're coming from

You ain't detroit, im the d

But i think i like that, just maybe

Cause youse a down ass bitch, and i ain't mad at cha

But i if i hear shit coming from ya

Now i get laid-off, notice y'all employed

Round & round/ town boy/ but my pops is from detroit\

See, and now life seem hard

Cause this is coming from my heart

Master at beer pong coming from hong kong

We gonna be all the way gone

Fed ain't dumb but they sittin' in the cold dark

I should've seen it coming right from the start

Not something that should be coming from someone who befriends me,

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story