[Intro] [Verse 1: Sig The Native] Reasons why i cross the street slowly started changing Went from playing ball to excising a bleezy's detonations Games and circles never ran with segregation But i'm simply speaking on the parks and recreation Land where no one judges our trials and tribulations Tables thumping spitting, but we never talking hating Water guns fights now we smoking fat blunts Pick up games till the ball dont see sun Weiss park is the spot where i'm from Lose my mind on a daily look across the street to find a different piece Texas Slabs that take plains with the courts that is netless Tennis court where the homies almost got shot up Baseball field bleachers where i almost caught up Bridge over the creek where i always fire up Different parks different peoples, different rough Chumps with a front get put up to the tough Step with a rump and get bit by the funk Names Sig The Native i dont know if i will stay Places that make you, make a place for others to say [Hook] On the corner of the corner where i really live Across stays a park that's always been apart Of how i was when i was just a kid Daily pushing pens, seeing bigger pictures through my third eyed lense On the corner of the corner where i really live Across stays a park that's always been apart Of how i was when i was just a kid Way back when everything was just pretend [Verse 2: Vic Lee] Yo, inside a yellow brick house i reside 6 houses down from the only street light 9 houses down from my local park, West haven 138 squares of sidewalk pavement to arrive To an open field of gra** Hoodlum memories of the many many things we saw Brawls, shootings, vicious hooping, prostitution, drug pollution Cops raiding homes Homies losing years to the penitentiary The scene emptied oh so carelessly Many vanished away in non lucrative business What i would, cross the woods and i would cross the train tracks Way back just to hang back with the homies (woo) Check it Peer pressure cordially invited me to sip my first 40 G AJ's brother let us peak a sneak At our first nude from a b**h of his Now picture this On my way home over the bridge that night I saw a couple with belts around their biceps and a needle set to inject their veins They, started screaming the lords name in vein Made my way home, took a lukewarm shower stayed buzz for an hour My thoughts piled up into a new architecture tower Different days, new ways my perspective changed On the same place i embraced and came to claim as my home space element [Hook]