[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