This is a song about "Obey my city"

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

I can still remember my vacation to the city of ember

Made it out my city like chance the rapper and living

Molested at eleven and she always reminiscing

My city cold so you hear guns shoot when ima alone,

Come on girl, close your eyes pretend that your home

My attitude is shitty i show city joy

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

That's my mentality everytime when i'm reppin my city

Sipping the finest liquid until we finish the dizzy

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

When i die show no pity,put my body in crip city

That could make some sense, to make amends, to take a stand, to make it tense

Hence the intensity inner city dealers pocket profit at my expense

Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto

Stop taking drugs and be aware of cops hey yo mcee obey my fucken law and shut of the computer bro