This is a song about "New city"

I thought van-city was home

Playing with fire is a danger zone

Grand theft auto: vice city too

Knowing that i need you

You claim you a dog, my nigga, i’m the vet

This that new, from the city, you ain’t heard yet

Rack, rack, rack city bitch, city bitch

I'm screaming "maybach!" til i'm rich

The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes

Ethnic whites in new york city, tight-knit, keep close,

My ass funky like a cab driver in new york city, pass the class,

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

I grew up in nola city,

Ye too, but what em did was silly