This is a song about "City of saints"

In the city of angels no one is safe

So they just keep going, saying nigga in his face

But still homey keep it real, how does it feel

Jesus christ, the king of these latter-day saints here

A coward dies a thousand deaths

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

Who came from the city of casa grande

Follow your heart you’ll make that fast

Double m self made we forever rich

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

I'm breaking the silence i'm sick of speculating the violence, i'm kenner city brawling.

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

I dont know whether your apostles or saints

Geechi on her, came back: a million chains

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

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