This is a song about "Citty full of sinners"

Full of myself, but still hungry

Looking at your money

Stick and move through rigid slopes with timid flow of the sinners bow

I’m so foulx-rayin' every girl blouseforgive me, i’m back calm now

Like a line full of hoes

Tryna stay clear of my foes

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

My personality is full of criminality

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

When all of the sinners just hollow beginners

This towns full of bull shit

You, you, you have to pay for that

Like a line full of hoes

Here they keep a rachet close

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

Full of drugs, over inflated figures