This is a song about "City of horror"

They chase you a like mouse in the city of the bronx.

You know how jay-z said he wasn't going for the charts

With banal homages my hate fueled horror sentiment of resentment

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

Rack, rack, city bitch, city bitch

Yeah, we get this cabbage

I have a flow of a train, won’t stop until i hit the breaks and i’m at rap city lane

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

Look outside the window and you'll see the city of gold/

Inner city hippy with the heart of steel

I don't ever fear nothing, i'm forever here

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

And everybody's having sex

News flash: concern in the city,

Oh girl now don't be silly