This is a song about "Rack"

Somebody need to tell 'em that they can't do it like i can

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

Hang em' up, the dish rack/

Naked woman rub my back

One night love: i'mma need that

A 30 rack, nick of grass, an acid tab

You fool think you're knack, bitch you rack raps ,you're fag,take you sack, things,

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence

Be set back, i dont rack stacks i got pocket change drug money is whack,

Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

I said,fuck safari,slap you from a mac to a rack

Convertibles with turbo jets

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

I just added another platinum plague to my trophy rack

Soon as i turn the bottle more liquor spillin' back