This is a song about "I come from the gutters"

Kismet hadn't finished its trip, one had relinquished his bridge to the gutters

Which gave me the opportunity of standing out straight on my feet above others

There's nothin' like you where i come from

Or a measure of a fortune more awesome

No wonder why when times get hard

These lyrics come from the heart

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Like feeling all the emotion come from within

I get that work from my face

Ill have miles davis come from the grave

Nibblin' on ya ear, she love that teasin' stuff

The feelings from within that seemed to come from above

Besides bumpin n grindin wasn't nothin on our mind

Only when i've come this far from the grind do i find

I come from a city with more drugs than a evidence locker

And the games appeal to the struggling youth with no father