This is a song about "Sim city"

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

I do dis for my niggas and city

Trigger being pulled, niggers in a ditch

Rack, rack, city bitch, city bitch

When all hell breaks loose thats my city

Look it something they can't ever see

I couldn't help him,let him die in this city

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Real street nigga, ain’t no clone

I thought van-city was home

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

I'm between streets like city blocks-

If its a different state or different city?

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Traveled to kansas city missouri

Pockets on heavy d, bitch i'm hot, third degree