Concrete memories

They ask me where I'm from, I tell them North Philly

Smashed hugs in bike tires, it sound like four wheelers

My grands walk these same streets, by the way of Georgia

I had my first fist fight, this dirt been special

Pick up games at Temple, we made it D1

Water, ice, and pretzels, summer's just begun Garter snakes in bottles, we brought the

Country home This one way raised me right, right into who

I am West side of the Delaware River

With broken glass is just sidewalk glitter It doesn't matter who you are, where you're from, don't change

The lampposts look like stars we can touch