Where I come from A place of many believes Divided into quarters That are identified by taboos and believes Men are men/ women are women Paying loyalties to their surprime head But it is a beautiful place to call home Because there's no where like home.
Where I come from The believe of Christianity Is like the gemination of an Unknown plant in the desert Outpouring in hot sand But it is a beautiful place to call home Because there's no where like Home.
Where I come from Sambas and animal skins sound Better than drumps and pianos We gather every evening for stories Told by elders and kingsmen And make imagery of stories like movies Indeed it is a beautiful place to call home Because there's no where like home
Where I come from Good and evil are flammable In the air like gas With evil dominating like stars in the milky way Live there is different from the outside world You talk less to live long But it is a beautiful place to call home Because there's no where like home.