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I might not always agree with everything that I understand but I understand
Somebody the other day asked me about how I feel about home
The state of home
Well I'll say it like this
Ever been coming home after a long day at work and you see that gas station or that corner store
And you stop there and get your last few things before you go in for the night
And you feel safe before you actually reach your home
So now imagine coming home and that store is burned down
And that gas station is boarded up
It removes that feeling of safe, that feeling of comfort
That feeling of home before you actually reach your home
Me, personally, I would never want to destroy that feeling before I reach my home
If I destroy that feeling or that feeling is destroyed by someone else, I would wanna move
So why would I wanna destroy home
Home is all we got
Home is where the heart is
In my mind, here's home

I wanna go to the places I know (I know)
I'd love to show you the places I go (I go)
Wish you could see where I be

Man I gotta make it back home to Chicago
Back home to Chicago
I know you think it’s crazy there
All back in Chicago

I gotta make it back home to Chicago
Jungle taught me how to rumble round the world
That’s why I’ll always love Chicago
It made me humble taught me how to pick myself up when I stumble
That’s why I’ll always love Chicago
I gotta make it home make it home
Make it home make it home
Back home to Chicago

Imma sing the song like it’s my last
Cuz my ass may not make it home back to Chicago

Back here in LA, so many days the same, so many things to take you away from what you came here for
You gotta know just who you are and what you came to do
That’s what’s best for you
So I’m not gonna forfeit my time away from my family

I gotta make it back home to Chicago
Jungle taught me how to rumble
Love to show you the places I know
Love to show you the places I go
Some call it Chicago
But I call it home
I call it, I call it
Home
I call it, I call it
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