This is a song about "Driving city to city"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I grew up in nola city,

A coward dies a thousand deaths

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

They say nothings ever free

This aint your town, this aint your city

Traveled to kansas city missouri

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

In this city so just bow down to my feet

Like you never did right? sort of like a black sheep

Double m self made we forever rich

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

Let me rideuntil i get free

I would say fuck my city