This is a song about "Inner city"

Uhh, so why ain't i go to college

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

Bringing out the inner animal

Got to the end of the tunnel

Now that you’re gone, gone, gone

Help us find our inner song

The weed in me is real sticky

I would say fuck my city

Inner winner morbid splinter sizzled dinner movie rental

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Invent things like spaceships, diamond baguette bracelets and earn a few pay checks.

Hence the intensity inner city dealers pocket profit at my expense

Switch, a female dog with no raw, rich

Rack, rack, rack city bitch, city bitch

Just to feed his inner cat, his inner batch of unheard raps, getting fatter

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are