This is a song about "Math city"

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

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

Be patient,decodin rappers like math equations

Flowerbomb, let me guess your favorite fragrance

I would say fuck my city

God mc oh my god you gotta see

My bitches is perfect, i tell 'em boxing for your ass

I'm a #scientist scoping in my meth lab, skip #math,

Man but this ain't no sign language

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

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

Your on the wrong path,you minus me equals garbage thats strong math

I thought van-city was home

Real street nigga, ain’t no clone

Hopin' that my niggas see

I grew up in nola city,