This is a song about "City gangs"

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

Couldn't be better. i'll admit to planning this, but these gangs are all on my shit...

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

Convertibles with turbo jets

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

Good city kendrick maad city is where my mind is resting,

‘cuz they choose colors of bloods and crips in gangs,

And dj's play my records cause i make the needles dance

And gangs with specific crews, brother against brother,

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

Hopin' that my niggas see

I grew up in nola city,

I roll with real gangs stole 'n steal grams make a bitch squeal

I phone home to the real they wanna know just how it feel

Grand theft auto: vice city too

To the hood: y'all don't need me, i need you