This is a song about "Rap city"

Lying to yourself, all over an image

Rack, rack, city bitch, city bitch

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

Then asking my identity

And for 20-spat about the city!

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

News flash: concern in the city,

Fuck life i’m out of rap city

What them tippers don't see

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

But he and his crew don't own this city

I have a flow of a train, won’t stop until i hit the breaks and i’m at rap city lane

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

I'm hearin' rumors so you need to switch

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch