This is a song about "Kansas city streets"

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

I grew up in nola city,

You ain't in kansas no more like that nigga dorothy

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

I'm between streets like city blocks-

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

Rack, rack, city bitch, city bitch

Never agree with that message

Streets became home to me/ like a mother to be/ the streets

But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans

Flow is cold from the city streets

Cause after all the lights and screams

Now i can draw your face up pretty

I grew up in nola city,

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

Trying to give them light and a message