This is a song about "Mexico city"

But five years from now i bet she see

Fuck life i’m out of rap city

Rack, rack, rack city bitch, city bitch

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

Rack, rack, city bitch, city bitch

I'm hearin' rumors so you need to switch

Once as a slave who imagined being free

This aint your town, this aint your city

I grew up in nola city,

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

When all hell breaks loose thats my city

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see