This is a song about "Shakedown stockholm"

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

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

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

You fake niggas like great and randy u go unnoticed like the capital of

Communication is lost like beijing

Persuasing so amazing, it's amazing

When all hell breaks loose thats my city

I like my girls smart, skinny

Fuck life i’m out of rap city

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Wait a minute holy shit are you capital j?

And guess who my nigga tell 'em is on the way