This is a song about "Detroit city"

I grew up in nola city,

Must be something you want me to see

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

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

What them tippers don't see

News flash: concern in the city,

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

To be walkin this borderline of detroit city limits

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

Whether in the desert sands or the depths of detroit,

Now i get laid-off, notice y'all employed

And leave the court, shoot the judge, head for east detroit,

705 this our city,

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free