This is a song about "Getting away from the city"

But if she ain't gonna smoke it ain't gon' happen

Is pity from no one, the city is no fun

In piss creek with rumble from your city

When you wipe your eyes see it clearly

After i dig her up and then eat her out with a bit of mustard

From the big big city nyc not a west coast potpouuri suburb

I get mine and i bounce like a bad check

This that new, from the city, you ain’t heard yet

They say "black is beautiful," but ask them beautiful

Stay away from the friends cause in the end they all trouble

About disaster in the world and

Who came from the city of casa grande

Exquisite bitch, getting lit, live from the wimbledon

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

Struggling first class, headed for the runway

I heard the sirens blaze from i mile away.