Front porchin it, weather hot as a sauna Or natives to California in a truck by where the border is Finally escaped the mentality I was brought up in ****** wearing Jordans but ****** pockets is quarterless Friday just another day, I don’t know another way Home is where I’m good so I wear my slippers on the stage Corporation just slavery by another name I be sittin close to the window just waiting for the rain Solo dolo, KOTA don’t **** with no hoes All y’all ********* just treat each other like yo yo’s People steady looking for money, power, and logos Most those people only happy in their photos, ugh I rather stick it out for something real Only want it if it’s authentic and that’s the way I feel That’s the way I feel