This used to be the place where you used to want to be.

Raise some kids and start a family.

Prominent figures in your community.

Have tried to create a High Society.



The grass doesn't grow here anymore!



The white picket fence is now made of bricks

The Place that we've known has now turned to shit



The grass doesn't grow here anymore!

I don't want to live in a High Society



Put bars on your windows to keep away the thieves

Stay inside and keep your sanity

Stand your ground and follow your beliefs

You can't turn the ghetto into a High Society