My Way Home

Yeah
 (I'm on my way home)
 Yeah (I'm on my way home)
 They say home is where the hate is
 My dome is where fate is
 I stroll where souls get lost like vegas (I'm on my way home)
 Pray to God that my arms reach the masses
 Pray to god that my arms reach the masses
 Rubber band together in cashless bundles
 Rubberband together in cashless bundles (I'm on my way home)
 We wear struggling chains
 "Might not be such a bad idea if I never
 Divided only hustle remains
 Making sense of it we hustle for change
 Revolution ain't a game
 It's another name
 For life fighting
 Someone to stay in they corner like Mike Tyson (I'm on my way home)
 Hypes fighting for hits to heighten they hell
 Don't he know he only get as high as he fell
 Show money becomes bail
 Relationships become jail
 Children are unheld (I'm on my way home)
 I wish love was for sale
 Behold the pale
 Horse got me trapped like R. Kell', I bail and it-
 Might not be such a bad idea if I never, never went home again
 I left three days ago, but no one seems to know I'm gone
 I left three days ago
 But no one seems to know I'm gone
 Home is where the hatred is
 Home is filled with pain and it
 Might not be such a bad idea if I never