This is a song about "Mega city grown"

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

A coward dies a thousand deaths

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

705 this our city,

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

I have grown fond of my lexicon/

Scenes make a grown man cry

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high

Wiz khalifa's gear none of that shitty home grown

The streets in need of a king, you can tell 'em i’m home

Look how much we've grown apart

See, and now life seem hard

Trigger being pulled, niggers in a ditch

Rack, rack, rack city bitch, city bitch

That i'm sharing in the force with the cyclops staring

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