This is a song about "Kansas city streets"

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

The city streets - bars, clubbing and cars rushing at sickly speeds

I do dis for my niggas and city

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Grow up broke on tha rope of insanity

When all hell breaks loose thats my city

Double m self made we forever rich

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

Never agree with that message

Rack, rack, rack city bitch, city bitch

Chevy sitting crooked, teeth on reggie miller

Girl you not in kansas anymore - it's a twister

I'm between streets like city blocks-

Fuckin' up my gold pots

Mama made her pretty

I grew up in nola city,