This is a song about "Colombo city"

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Fuck life i’m out of rap city

But he and his crew don't own this city

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

I broke mama heart with no college

Double m self made we forever rich

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

I like my girls smart, skinny

I would say fuck my city

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

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

Rack, rack, city bitch, city bitch

Now you speaking my language

Don’t hit my twitter, leave me alone

I thought van-city was home