This is a song about "City of gronks"

Maybe it's the way the played it in my hearti knew one day i gotta be a star

Fading into the fog just another name in the log of the city registrar

Trigger being pulled, niggers in a ditch

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Fuck life i’m out of rap city

Came back where i was raised, my city orlando,where i see a bunch of condos

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows

Words flowing like the city of venice

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

Rack, rack, city bitch, city bitch

Man but this ain't no sign language

In the city of angels no one is safe

She don't even need a job, got one anyways

And i'll tell you, baby, it was easy

In this city of angels no one care that he