This is a song about "Where im from"

From that. from where i come from, can't even afford pants.

Then i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

There's nothin' like you where i come from

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

Where im from? a city full of sinners so when i die my soul is going to the highest bidder

So eventually, i kept to myself like elsa, while anna sang to, her sister

You know where im gettin to, dont ya?

Beautiful are thou, africa

Love my women with high heels and high standards

Where im going youre heading backwards

What you've done, or where you're from.

And you down, hold it down for my nigga them

But where has he gone im all alone

And firm his beliefs... his heart made of stone

European model white bitch is eating donuts

Where im from theres addicts, sluts, nd thugs