This is a song about "New york city"

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

Rack, rack, rack city bitch, city bitch

I grew up in nola city,

I like my girls smart, skinny

Raquel treat me like my father like a fucking stranger

Got bitches in new york california and decatur

And i can't even trip, cause i'm just laughin at cha

Distribution, new york, to chicago, l.a.

I like the way they dribble up and down the court

That's why they kick with homies, what? back in new york,

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

The lights may flicker, your face feels red

I skated all day, i just need some rest, i'm depressed

New york runs the rap game, can't tell the best?