This is a song about "Mexico city"

Ain't nobody checking for your garbage

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Traveled to kansas city missouri

I grew up in nola city,

Look it something they can't ever see

"by the way, here's a one-way ticket back to mexico",

Though i know a couple niggas tryna hem my long jeans joe

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

In piss creek with rumble from your city

I be on that fly, rich nigga shit, steppin’ out

All the way down to mexico where coke is allowed

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

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing