This is a song about "Night neon street city"

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

Uhh, so why ain't i go to college

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

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

Of a convertible elopin' to get married

For bunk meat, neon lighted butchers were chumps bleed

Ain't nobody checking for your garbage

Rack, rack, city bitch, city bitch

Ive got neon laced shoes, i used to wear crayon paint shoes,

I'ma try to rhyme and get through, i'm documenting the truth

I thought van-city was home

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

I said i got my ass beat

Yea we hard on the street

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

Rack city bitch, rack, rack, city bitch [x3]