This is a song about "Crown me city of greenwood"

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

Give me the crown, this victory is mine, masterpiece in my mind,

Rub the wood and ima show em love

Words flowing like the city of venice

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

Who came from the city of casa grande

In the city of angels no one is safe

Put expressions in their music and create the face

They chase you a like mouse in the city of the bronx.

T.i. literally wanted to shoot up the charts

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Fuck life i’m out of rap city

Calling out any mc who's daringly threatening my destiny of the crown/

I haven't ate in the last 22 summers and i'm 22 now it's about to go down

Never never never gonna take of this crown,

Then you put fertilizer, lyin, spread the shit around