This is a song about "Desire for a place"

Though i know a couple niggas tryna hem my long jeans joe

Searching for direction in a place that has you headed low

A place for you to go, it's swell

Shows to do, got record to sell

This is a place for self improvement to become rap fluent

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

This is no place for hate

Give me dome, then let me skate

A place where everything is possible, for young and old/

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

I'm not a child of god but i desire props

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

No desire to spark beef, light a fire in the dark street/

Either take me in heaven and understand i was a sheep

It came to the point he couldn't look 'em in the face

A much safer place, with love for every race