This is a song about "City g s"

Then asking my identity

I grew up in nola city,

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Your career are over like mary j bilge in rock of a-g-e-s

But we should be body to body

On hip hop and grime my g,

When all hell breaks loose thats my city

You a lady boss, now you fly free

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

With a fronted silent g.

Rack, rack, rack city bitch, city bitch

Cuz i acknowledge i am far more knowledge

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

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

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

Man but this ain't no sign language