This is a song about "Places"

Living in the wrong places, seeing familiar faces

So you can see why they mad, look at they status

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

Although associated with various places

They've all moved to different places, changing their paces.

Your grind's feeble, i'm regal, really, i'm willy smith

My heart races thinking of fading faces in these desolate places.

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

With their names in history pages and created places and phases

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

I used to look up to middle-class kids for trading places,

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Places places she just confusing she just crazy she had a crush on me

My talent should take me places i've never been

Ice and rain, letter, center of attention