This is a song about "O city"

The hot-box vehicle like breathing out the window

Benny is about to reach the twenty eya-eya o

Look it something they can't ever see

I grew up in nola city,

Now you speaking my language

Rack, rack, rack city bitch, city bitch

Never agree with that message

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

When all hell breaks loose thats my city

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Put my number in your phone

I thought van-city was home

Loaded that clip and then said bang, the drama it bring is crazy

O, the o is for the oppression that's been done to me.

This shit ain't nothing new though

Growing up i had your posters o