This is a song about "Where sinners dwell"

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

I feel i'm in the deepest pit of hell yet i ain't dead..i yell..help..as loud as a whisper/

I’m a rare one, camo’s and some rare ones

The more that i dwell, the harder it becomes.

And all these bitches that i hung with ain’t doing too well

But i've never been a fellow to just sit and dwell

The silver-lining couldn't find 'em up on any shelf

Don't dwell on that jabroni just cause that baloney sells

We be loven every where

She tried to call home mom dukes ain't care

Running hip hop like 'pac in his prime

Thats where i thrive, where i spend time

And so its inwards to the vineyards of my mind i dwell,

And even if i do i know my momma gon be well