This is a song about "Where im from"

Ya'll had your run, don't ruin ours

From the jects, where peepa don't call cops/

You know where im gettin to, dont ya?

Our nation have to bow, africa

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

You gotta learn how to walk on your own

But where has he gone im all alone

Where im from its like irs holloween everyday,

He's a buster anyway, i can take him any day

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Where im from theres addicts, sluts, nd thugs

Accidents happen when i got the mac in hand

Unfortunately its different from where i stand