This is a song about "City lights"

I grew up in nola city,

What them tippers don't see

Real street nigga, ain’t no clone

I thought van-city was home

Paper planes, long flights

Taking the stage turn down the lights

I grew up in nola city,

Ye too, but what em did was silly

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

Ugh, the understudy for the top lights,

Look it something they can't ever see

When all hell breaks loose thats my city

They vaguely decipher my language

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch