This is a song about "Where we came from"

Riding around with ms. reece and them

Arise through the group you came from

And goin' half on a motherfuckin' hundred sack

Exactly from where i had came. you'll be back,

Let me hear that beat, air

We be loven every where

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

Came from l.a. where they say is the land of the fame

Came back from parents evening, got my grades

Now they mention my nigga with all the greats

Callin' these bitches cuz bitches ain't even women

Go back to where you came from- yes, i mean the kitchen

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

No wrists slit, we came to split atoms

You dont know where im from

Most of them niggas dumb