This is a song about "City life"

Switch, a female dog with no raw, rich

Rack, rack, rack city bitch, city bitch

I do dis for my niggas and city

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

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

But he and his crew don't own this city

Grow up broke on tha rope of insanity

Jugglin my life and this city while holdin back a demon horde

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

Anaheim city! you mothers with me!

Got some pocket change too, now ya workin' baby

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

I chase cheese i get it, nothing but cream i'm getting