My Way
Kanye West Lyrics


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They say home is where the hate is, my dome is where fate is
I stroll where souls get lost like Vegas
Seen through the eyes of rebel glasses
Pray to God that my arms reach the masses
The young smoke grass in grassless jungles
Rubber band together in cashless bundles
We wear strugglin' chains, divided only hustle remains
Makin' sense of it we hustle for change
Revolution ain't a game it's another name, for life fightin'
Someone to stay in they corner like Mike Tyson
Hypes fightin' for hits to heighten they hell
Don't he know he could only get as high as he fell?
Show money becomes bail, relationships become jail
Children are unheld
I wish love was for sale, "Behold the Pale, Horse"
Got me trapped like R. Kell', I bail and it

"Might not be such a bad idea if I never, never went home again
I'm on my way home
I left three days ago, but no one seems to know I'm gone




Home is where the hatred is, home is filled with pain and it
Might not be such a bad idea if I never, never went home again"

Overall Meaning

Kanye West's song "My Way" talks about his experience growing up in Chicago and the realities that come with living in impoverished areas. The opening lines, "They say home is where the hate is, my dome is where fate is," suggest that West's surroundings have shaped who he is and dictate the path his life has taken. He describes the neighborhoods he walks through as places where souls get lost like Las Vegas, another nod to the idea that living in poverty can be a trap that is difficult to escape.


The theme of struggle continues as West talks about the young smoking weed in areas that lack greenery and the struggle to make ends meet. His mention of "struggling chains" and "cashless bundles" indicates that many in his community are trapped in a cycle of poverty and are unable to rise above it. Despite the difficulties, West believes in the power of change and believes in fighting for it as he raps, "Revolution ain't a game it's another name, for life fightin' / Someone to stay in they corner like Mike Tyson."


The chorus of the song features a sample from Gil Scott-Heron's "Home is Where the Hatred Is," which speaks to the pain and struggles one can experience in their own home. West echoes this sentiment throughout the song, admitting that he left home three days ago and no one seems to notice that he's gone. This implies that his home life may not have been loving or supportive. The lyrics "I wish love was for sale, 'Behold the Pale, Horse' / Got me trapped like R. Kell', I bail and it" further suggest that he feels trapped in his current situation and sees no other way out.


Line by Line Meaning

They say home is where the hate is, my dome is where fate is
People may say that one's home is where their burdens lie, but for Kanye, his mind is where he dictates his future and destiny.


I stroll where souls get lost like Vegas
Kanye is navigating environments where people often lose themselves, similar to how people lose their sense of self in Las Vegas.


Seen through the eyes of rebel glasses
Kanye is viewing everything with the perspective of rebellion.


Pray to God that my arms reach the masses
Kanye desires to use his artistic abilities to reach and speak to a large audience.


The young smoke grass in grassless jungles
Young people are indulging in drugs in impoverished environments without much hope of success or progress.


Rubber band together in cashless bundles
The community is banding together out of desperation, despite a lack of financial resources.


We wear strugglin' chains, divided only hustle remains
Their hardships may be shackling, but they are still able to unite through their shared drive to succeed and survive.


Makin' sense of it we hustle for change
They are working hard to find meaning and better their circumstances.


Revolution ain't a game it's another name, for life fightin'
Kanye understands that seeking change is a serious and dangerous task; it's a fight to stay alive.


Someone to stay in they corner like Mike Tyson
Everyone needs someone to support them, like a boxer requires a coach in their corner during a fight.


Hypes fightin' for hits to heighten they hell
Some artists are only fighting for fame and success, which will ultimately lead to their downfall.


Don't he know he could only get as high as he fell?
Kanye is questioning the actions of those who are self-destructive in their pursuit of fame, warning them that they can't climb any higher than the level they're currently at.


Show money becomes bail, relationships become jail
Money earned from performing is ultimately used to pay for legal bail, and romantic relationships can feel like imprisonment.


Children are unheld
Kanye is addressing the lack of parental guidance and support in impoverished communities.


I wish love was for sale, "Behold the Pale, Horse"
Kanye is expressing his desire for love to be more readily available and present in society, and the reference to the Pale Horse alludes to the biblical figure of Death, suggesting that love is scarce and dying.


Got me trapped like R. Kell', I bail and it
Kanye feels trapped in his current situation, like R. Kelly, but wants to escape and move on to a better future.


"Might not be such a bad idea if I never, never went home again I'm on my way home I left three days ago, but no one seems to know I'm gone Home is where the hatred is, home is filled with pain and it Might not be such a bad idea if I never, never went home again"
Kanye is describing the pain and suffocation of his home surroundings and the desire to never return, even if nobody seems to notice his absence.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Gil Scott Heron, Lonnie Rashid Lynn, Kanye West, Kanye Omari West

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