This is a song about "Bronx"

Fucking slapstick emcees from your home to bronx

Rule had a run, couple movie parts

Hip-hop started off in the bronx, it’d replay through work,

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

T.i. literally wanted to shoot up the charts

They chase you a like mouse in the city of the bronx.

White and black bitch like she's a mothafucking zebra

And bronx or we may end up like phantasmagoria

To jamaicans in the bronx, hope for heavenly gates,

I got geechi on her, came back: a hundred chains