You know I miss my hometown where I grew up It's so hard to say "I don't live here no more" We were grade school kids stay til dark in skate parks, mall cops in golf carts trying to stop us like Paul Blart Tops was the currency, Upper Deck the stock With that summertime urgency, football on the block Repping like a fullback HOV that was our block Ice Cream truck ride slow every day at three oclock My best friends house man you know I never knocked See a volkswagon bug and you were bound to get socked I only had one pair of shoes mom washed and changed the laces And at some point it was cool to rock a retainer or braces Couple great teachers still remember their faces Break a window playing ball and it was off to the races Dunk hoops after school stick your tounge out like Jordan Mom can I get his shoes, son we cant afford em Got-music from a ca**ette-tape-radio recording A kiss in truth or dare and I swore that I was scoring I moved away, said I was through With a little town, and all of you But big city lights come with a big city price And I cant look back