This is a song about "In the city"

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Because we barey talk and im almost in the city

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

I don't slang caine on the city streets

Fading into the fog just another name in the log of the city registrar

Maybe it's the way the played it in my hearti knew one day i gotta be a star

Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass

My ass funky like a cab driver in new york city, pass the class,

Anyways give it up the capital the nation

Chicago ain't your city it's just a spot that you chill in

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Cause i fucked two cukoo prostitutes in the city!