This is a song about "Selfish bitch"

Rack, rack, city bitch, city bitch

They vaguely decipher my language

You mediocre bitch

Now you speaking my language

I don't see what's wrong, shit ain't selfish

Damn, they wanna label me a menace

Selfish [ fuck you] , u are so blessed guy well its a gift came

I’m from hoover man, high as superman, shit you lois lane

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Selfish absurd dimwitted unlit nitwit twisted twig stick end fiction

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

All because the immaturity of their selfish schemes

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

Trigger being pulled, niggers in a ditch

Fuckin myopic bitch

Trip, and then you never snitch