I wanna go to the places I know
I'd love to show you the places 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
Mama I miss you
Pops I miss you too
I gotta make it 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
The jungle taught me how to rumble
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
Home
I gotta make it back to Chicago
Gotta make it, gotta make it, gotta make it back
So I'mma sing the song like it’s my last
'Cause my ass may not make it home back to Chicago
