This is a song about "Going suburbs to city"

And knock billiards out of your business, ya bitch

Extention chords bout to break like the new york city bridge.

On the lord to visit the city of the saint

She swallowing killa cause she love the taste

I'm giving testimonies to strangers i never met

I could keep going but im going to stop instead

My life's based upon what i'mma do this year

In the "city of lights", it's hard to see clear

Going to train on spiders

Know just what you worth

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Traveled to kansas city missouri

I ain't hear you clear

Going to east nexy year

But i can't cause my eyes are red, now he's dead

I could keep going but im going to stop instead