This is a song about "Glo party city of greenwood"

My city's culture to the game now in existence

To be walkin this borderline of detroit city limits

What them tippers don't see

Toast, toast to the party!

We got stripes in my city, ain't none of my niggas yankees though

Though i know a couple niggas tryna hem my long jeans joe

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

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

I give up my light like an interracial couple wit a child

The next day i chilled at a friend's house party and he played ny state of mind

Now you speaking my language

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

All my love to these queens in here

Inner city hippy with the heart of steel

They chase you a like mouse in the city of the bronx.

T.i. literally wanted to shoot up the charts