This is a song about "City of gronks"

We got stripes in my city, ain't none of my niggas yankees though

I'm popping champagne, drinking till i'm jumping out the window

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

I broke mama heart with no college

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

I can still remember my vacation to the city of ember

They say nothings ever free

I grew up in nola city,

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

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

News flash: concern in the city,

On they twitter writing novels, see

On the lord to visit the city of the saint

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

Inner city hippy with the heart of steel

Don't shed a tear, cause mama i ain't happy here