This is a song about "Inner city"

News flash: concern in the city,

But make sure if they do see

Imagine this, an inner-city kid without his papa dukes,

Ain't had shit to loose, pullin' my pistol on them fools

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

Switch, a female dog with no raw, rich

Me i'mma still be a player, all day baby

A demon that feeds of my inner g

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

I'm lost in my inner thoughts,

I grew up in nola city,

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

I'm gon' make a pretty big sandwich

Uhh, so why ain't i go to college

Rack, rack, rack city bitch, city bitch