This is a song about "I am a kitty from the city"

My success'll be the death of youlo and behold you sold your soul

Then i woke up in a city, where the population match the death toll

I come from a city with more drugs than a evidence locker

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Flow is cold from the city streets

Malcolm x, by any means

Except i am dragging you into the water instead of out, i am on a mission

The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position

Say i am just a rapper from pittsburgh

Must be life. no greater feeling in the world

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

Standing onstage defined by the cheer i am receiving from mankind,

I'm a little tipsy right now, imma spill more, from the same city as millard fillmore

I'm about to re-killcock it in yo earresurrect and disappearbitch i'm bigger, you small

You swear the bitch was plantedmy lyrics motivate the planetit's similar to rhythm nation

My city animated in blue lights i illustrate pain from helicopter devastation