This is a song about "City lights micro topics"

I do self evaluate, yeah, i know i've got some problems

Switching topics up, as fast as i smack these lacking rappers' butts

South side, tc your sick toxic topics aren't toxic

Straight conch got a nigga feeling seasick, oh shit

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

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

You're micro i'm righto you blanch like an albino

Face down, ass up, ain't none of my bitches planking though

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

Lying to yourself, all over an image

Mama made her pretty

705 this our city,

I don't like y'all rap topics and y'all rap logic,

Like how the fuck did we miss this kid's shit

Rack, rack, rack city bitch, city bitch

Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich