This is a song about "Rack city"

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

And if you got it you gettin wet, nigga bet on that

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Fuck life i’m out of rap city

And word i blew off herb i grew

Grand theft auto: vice city too

They vaguely decipher my language

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

My brains'll rack this up, working overtime/

So the mind they mine don't coincide with mine

Then asking my identity

I would say fuck my city

A coward dies a thousand deaths

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