[Verse 1: Home Made]

Its back down memory lane again...

I feel all of that pain again

[Verse 1: Home Made]

Its back down memory lane again

I feel all of that pain again

Going insane, I wish shit was the same again

Certain people I wish that I can call them by name again

Fuck it, it's clear, none of them here name a friend

Or family for that matter

And all of the back stabbers

Who wish bad, I stay away from that chatter

You can watch from behind the glass until that shatter

Because you ant have my back, you were a back patter

Only there when I do good

You wish that you could

And all the girls on my wood would call me too hood

Back in the days

Cap with the braids

No capital A's on my page

We skipped school cuz back then that was the wave

I was fucking with Keisha

Now don't act like you got fucking amesia

Me and my brothers did need ya

I was numbed up cuz in some dump you meet a creature

Who's the devil Monday then take you Sunday to see the preacher (uh huh)

[Hook: Home Made]

And It's back down memory lane again...

I feel all of that pain again...x2

[Verse 2: Home Made]

It's back down memory lane again

Some things all on my brain again

Will I gain? It give me migraines again

Could end up murked the way I lived if I let play to the end

But it ant working how it is so Ima rearrange it then

Mama caught a habit

And daddy sought of had it

But everything I sort and add it

Comes out automatic

Never automated

I see threw all the degrading

With all that I'm facing

I'm stopping all the debating

I'm gon make it

Even if you don't believe it

Say your leaving, I will still do things you don't agree with

They weren't with me see so those the ones you don't see me with

That's what they choose, now I'm the rose who rose from the cement

[Hook: Home Made]

It's back down memory lane again...

I feel all of that pain again

It's back down memory lane...

I still feel all of that pain