This is a song about "City on dek"

705 this our city,

I'mma drop you off home quickly

Im leaving this city, dont plan on coming back

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

Yeah, they both got sillylil twist, i get silly

I do dis for my niggas and city

A coward dies a thousand deaths

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

Then asking my identity

When all hell breaks loose thats my city

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

City on the come up, shout that nigga sosa!

I thought van-city was home

I'll whip a 750 if it's black on chrome

Uhh, so why ain't i go to college

Rack, rack, city bitch, city bitch