Where I’m from,

I am from a cage, a locked chamber

From wrapper and trash

I am from the gloomy side of the city,

Black, Wet, always smelled like smoke,

From Dann to Danny, changes made since day 01

Always told Was happy and strong

Made from Smoking and Violence

I am from Royal Columbian

System of beef and pork

From the time I called the cops, to when I got the cops called,

Family photos lie in the basement all alone, in the dark

Family represented by chains, they all hold each other, but one snaps and the rest fall