This is a song about "Racky city"

Rack, rack, rack city bitch, city bitch

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

Then asking my identity

Fuck life i’m out of rap city

You was up thirty, now your down fifty

When all hell breaks loose thats my city

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

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Rack, rack, city bitch, city bitch

I'm gon' make a pretty big sandwich

Hopin' that my niggas see

I grew up in nola city,

I'm hearin' rumors so you need to switch

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

But he and his crew don't own this city

I need your admiration for infinity