This is a song about "Me and my city"

And i got 'em every day, every day

My city my committee, bitch eat where the dirt stay

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

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

Because we barey talk and im almost in the city

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

You can see that my city found me then put me on stages

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

Good city kendrick maad city is where my mind is resting,

If you gonna do it, do it nigga

Stomp and stamp through your city like godzilla

I like my girls smart, skinny

I would say fuck my city

When i die show no pity,put my body in crip city

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty