This is a song about "For my city"

That's my mentality everytime when i'm reppin my city

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

So hit me with them cups, ron artest stepen jackson, yea

My city my committee, bitch eat where the dirt stay

City on my hat, so fly they need a charter

These shoes right here ain't come from foot locker

Lemme see them big titties, don't be actin' sadidy you're not pretty

Spitting lethal seen the evil taken over the people in my city...

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

Out there on my bumper like a city cop

My sister and them, all my niggas listening

Made it out my city like chance the rapper and living

My city animated in blue lights i illustrate pain from helicopter devastation

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

My city my committee, bitch eat where the dirt stay

Feeling like these rap niggas ain't as real as they say