This is a song about "Inner city life"

Together, we say hi to the sunrise and fight together when the sun sets

Hence the intensity inner city dealers pocket profit at my expense

Shout out bieber and nicki

I grew up in nola city,

Urban inner-city ghettoes, where you've never got a minute,

We exclusive, they be talking but they never do shit

And your inner mother board has not been set

So if i do call it's just a check

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Rack city bitch, rack, rack, city bitch [x3]

Inner city hippy with the heart of steel

I got to make sure that i can play here

I would say fuck my city

I’m tryna be low key

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Not about the inner city kids filling pistol clips,