This is a song about "Nodrstrom rack"

Everybody only focuses on ass and rack

Spit that raw shit, y'all some talkative condoms, fall back

My hearts on the rack, you can say that im heartless.

And first off, i ain't trying to be conscious

Into something with swag, nigga, don't be mad

Got rewarded with the taste of ya mommas rack

Track every stack, now im back, and rack stacks

He pumped reeboks, his uncles pumped packs

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

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

No matter how much i try, stay alive, i'm a die a man

I'm raw off the meat rack, have a cow in a beef, i'm going ham,

See, the luxury that we accustomed to, i take a smut to eat

Wives rack with a bottle of jack . this is my air youre breathing, so keep

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

With rhyming skills, you in amish village