This is a song about "Bay city"

I thought van-city was home

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

Yet it's funny coz i just can't keep the truth at bay

We get our chefin on, chefin on everyday

Straight from my bombers bay

You make a nigga's night turn day

And she stripping, go to college

Rack, rack, rack city bitch, city bitch

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

When all hell breaks loose thats my city

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Building a fence, to keep the sexual tension at bay,

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

Rack city bitch, rack, rack, city bitch [x3]