This is a song about "I m from cork city"

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Now i m gonna tell u a real story....

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

I couldn't help him,let him die in this city

I`m a mania tic weapon, running away from this oppression

If a period is late then i will mark it with a question

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

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

Too much percussion and bass when i take beats

I grew up in nola city,

Look it something they can't ever see

Yeah im rocken gold/ nikka u rocked silver/ ull never get thant shit/ kuz yo life is bitter/

Where im from? a city full of sinners so when i die my soul is going to the highest bidder