This is a song about "Shy rack"

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

Trying to give them light and a message

I dont rack stacks i got pocket change drug money is whack,

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

Where did my time go? i let it fly

The party house, now don't be shy

Hit japan and i'm instagraming camera shy samurais

That's where i hound your wife, she see the 4 pounds of ice

Hit, i never call her back. bet she keep on coming back

I just added another platinum plague to my trophy rack

Uhh, so why ain't i go to college

Rack, rack, rack city bitch, city bitch

Niggas steady dieing in the shy

Damn is your mattress dry

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

I said,fuck safari,slap you from a mac to a rack