This is a song about "Motor city"

I delete they history

I would say fuck my city

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

Now you speaking my language

I grew up in nola city,

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

But the motor died, i'm a soldier who never dies

But make sure if they do see

When all hell breaks loose thats my city

Ain't get my message, was no signal when i was texting

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

Trying to give them light and a message

Rack, rack, city bitch, city bitch

Oh girl now don't be silly

705 this our city,