This is a song about "Mo city"

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

Double m self made we forever rich

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

Mo' green numbers than the matrix

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

When all hell breaks loose thats my city

Syrup got me going slow mo

I ain't tryna brag though

And be alive any many mini mo

That's why she in the club like fuck it, though

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

Lying to yourself, all over an image

I caught a felony lovin the way the guns blow

I'm stacking dough, ain't gotta sell crack no mo

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

Mo money mo problems when i get it i'm a pile it up