Uh, yeah
Where am I to go?
Home is where the heart is
And you've kicked me out your home
Please don't let me go
Please don't let me go
Tried to prove that music's a real passion
But they don't give me the same satisfaction
They ain't looking past the rapping
They don't see steps and action that I've taken
To elevate my game and put myself into a better situation
But if I talk about the movement,
Things tend to get misconstrued and
At first I thought they saw the view in
The same perspective that I saw myself
But now we reading different chapters of a book now resting on a shelf
I fed your ears four courses
I rapped about bitches and corsets
I wish a nigga would (wood) like the Lorax
But y'all just take me as a joke like Borat
And all the people that give me hate,
Well I'll still count it as love
There's girls who pissed me off that I still wanted to fuck
Got people from high school that still don't fuck with me
I wish they could see the character development
Come from different walks of life, but still they walk from me
So I don't reach out, nah I don't wanna help 'em yet
Too intelligent to take any disrespect
It's missing context, never know who I'm dissing yet
But her name rhymes with "Good Morning America"
I speak in parables, this feeling is terrible
When they don't recognize the new person you've become
An embodiment of a positive beacon
She turned a shoulder so cold, towards a heart so gold
If only she knew how my cards would unfold
If only her perception of me lasted more immunity
She would see the man that rides for his community
But she never given me the opportunity
Girl you don't know what that type of shit really do to me
And I represent the love and the unity
(And I represent the love and the unity)
Where am I to go
Home is where the heart is
And you've kicked me out your home
Please don't let me go
Please don't let me go
Where am I to go
Home is where the heart is
And you've kicked me out your home
Please don't let me go
Please don't let me go