This is a song about "My city made me"

When i die show no pity,put my body in crip city

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

But then you went and ditched me, you fucking left the city

Shit, caught up in your perfect world, you never heard me cry

Enough/ the courts are to blame / made me this insane/ death of my

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

I do dis for my niggas and city

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

Made me fucking die from my own laughter,

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

To me, my friends, it made a lot more sense

You can't blame me for that, my aspergers made me limited/

I don't care about your drive unless you talkin' ridin' dick