This is a song about "City slacker"

You was up thirty, now your down fifty

I grew up in nola city,

Prolly cause them niggas wasn't near me, clearly

When all hell breaks loose thats my city

Good city kendrick maad city is where my mind is resting,

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

Rack, rack, city bitch, city bitch

Trying to give them light and a message

705 this our city,

Then asking my identity

And don't you bring your camera phone

I thought van-city was home

Hopin' that my niggas see

Fuck life i’m out of rap city