This is a song about "Rack"

Hang em' up, the dish rack/

And i got that bait, they all bad

Blindfolded my own insecurity was holding me back

Now get back before i unpack my rack & attack.

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

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

Track every stack, now im back, and rack stacks

It's been a couple months, and tina still ain't perm her fucking weave, damn

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

Never agree with that message

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

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

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