This is a song about "Kansas city chiefs"

I grew up in nola city,

When you wipe your eyes see it clearly

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

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

Should've played quarterack fo the chiefs

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

News flash: concern in the city,

The weed in me is real sticky

When all hell breaks loose thats my city

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I thought van-city was home

They blowing up my phone

On they twitter writing novels, see

Fuck life i’m out of rap city