This is a song about "Sioux city"

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

I'm gon' make a pretty big sandwich

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

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

Mami told me son, hold your own

I thought van-city was home

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

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

And for 20-spat about the city!

Then asking my identity

Fuck life i’m out of rap city

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

When all hell breaks loose thats my city