This is a song about "Love the city"

We can’t even talk ‘less you got the check

This that new, from the city, you ain’t heard yet

Cause i can bring you to your dreams like jesus

Blunt loaded up like the city bus

Oklahoma city transportation, way i bring the thunder

Call me cocky i love it, baby father a sucker

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

House and then the mini flat apartment in the city cracks,

Because we barey talk and im almost in the city

Man going around around the world so many times i'm dizzy

I love titties, you want hickeys, i don't let girls striptease, iv'e been to every city

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

Gonna explode the city, but only i will have the escaping path