This is a song about "Rundown city"

Grow up broke on tha rope of insanity

This aint your town, this aint your city

Rack, rack, city bitch, city bitch

And she stripping, go to college

I like my girls smart, skinny

When all hell breaks loose thats my city

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

But he and his crew don't own this city

Then asking my identity

I do dis for my niggas and city

And for 20-spat about the city!

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

That's my mentality everytime when i'm reppin my city

Man going around around the world so many times i'm dizzy

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

Lying to yourself, all over an image