This is a song about "Inner city shelters"

Their inner voice just go's quiet

Say she told her i wouldn’t shit

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

Not about the inner city kids filling pistol clips,

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Inner medication, meditation, innovation and mental serenity

Desperate dwellers who settle in cellars venture for shelters

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

You a lady boss, now you fly free

News flash: concern in the city,

And your inner mother board has not been set

I don’t see them t-dum-izzle as a threat

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

Never agree with that message

Rack, rack, rack city bitch, city bitch