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

Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold

Look outside the window and you'll see the city of gold/

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

Switch, a female dog with no raw, rich

God mc oh my god you gotta see

Fuck life i’m out of rap city

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

After a night of barcadi, booze, a party ruse with gentlemen pretends

I'm breaking the silence i'm sick of speculating the violence, i'm kenner city brawling.

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows

Came back where i was raised, my city orlando,where i see a bunch of condos

You know how jay-z said he wasn't going for the charts

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

I'm going back to cali

So i went out to party