This is a song about "Garden city"

Rotting in a graveyard garden, six feet deep in your wooden coffin

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

I delete they history

I would say fuck my city

What them tippers don't see

705 this our city,

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Good city kendrick maad city is where my mind is resting,

I started a fire now all thats left is the garden

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

In the garden guarding my hoes

X's and o's, you must be the rose

I grew up in nola city,

Look it something they can't ever see