Home Coming

Tall structures is all I see,

Short manners is all I get,

Selfishness is well spread,

Still Home coming, feels good coming home.

Soul food put smile on my face,

No one is gonna give me what they took,

I have to get what is mine,

No matter what it takes,

Home coming, I am here back home.

I am back to where I belong,

It is dark no familiar faces,

It was bright all I see is criminal cases,

Home coming, it feels good home coming.

Dirty streets full of flings,

I am sick with all these strings,

Sisters in the streets searching for sticks,

Home coming, dirty home I am back.

To settle is not an option,

Success is what I am opting,

My back facing abduction,

My knuckles getting compression,

In the streets I need protection,

I am back, home town I am back.

Composed by Ally Bukuku/Buchicks