This is a song about "Rapping around cork city"

I grew up in nola city,

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

I grew up in nola city,

Rack, rack, rack city bitch, city bitch

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

I can't complaini've seen my fair share of the fame

Celebratin', pop a cork sip that smooth champagne

Squawking like a hawk when violated with a cork.

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

Bun b, i’m underground king

Ever since i started rapping,

Grand theft auto: vice city too

Whipping whatever i, 460ls you