This is a song about "Our way"

Celebrated , there we put our

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

I see our lives faded, as we search for our david/

Said when i do dirt wit her

Your our provider

But keep them cigarettes away

For making you feel this way

Killing our dreams, stealing our vision

Me and my microphone could be one

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

On our way home talking bout my lie daddys little lawyer

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

No fuck-ing rules gonna stand in our way of a cor-rect place,

She got grove st. on replay

Whatever comes your way