This is a song about "City homicide"

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

My friend's father got shot, it was homicide, he would see stars,

Homicide on 'em, blaow! what's the problem?

I told him get his 9 and run

Rack, rack, city bitch, city bitch

Lying to yourself, all over an image

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

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

Im commitin homicide, just to stop suicide,

Murder for murder, the beef recycled is light

705 this our city,

Mama made her pretty

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

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

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

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps