This is a song about "Where"

High heel wearer, hell of a body

This aint where you wanna be,

Walk on with your scars, don't turn around

Where you come up also where you drop down

No where, beyond where, they already were.

Boy got dollars, pounds or whatever

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

Where the kids are raving

Where you're known to supposedly "kill"

I used to be the most humble until

Dare i mention where i'm hidden

Ross and folarin, couple women