This is a song about "City of horror"

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

Fuck long words i dont need a definition, just the same words over and over again

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

On the lord to visit the city of the saint

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste

To be walkin this borderline of detroit city limits

You ain't gotta screw up your face in front of the kids

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

Who came from the city of casa grande

Makes it seem like a horror scene

The bitches is everything in between

Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

Rack, rack, city bitch, city bitch

They vaguely decipher my language