This is a song about "Small city big dreams"

Big hopes, big dreams, and he stands spitting these fucked up things,

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance

If i give a fuck, it's probably from my dick

And after those dreams they'll ditch, they'll go back to nothing big,

My house big yo house small you runnin outta space i'm so hot i heat up yo fireplace

I'mma keep it real kid i’m just hatinain’t a opportunity i ain’t take close chase

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

Strong will, big dreams, don't let it fizzle behind some ill-willed smoke screen

Now you speaking my language

Rack, rack, city bitch, city bitch

I love my city, fine girls, big tittys, suck a dick for fifty,

Typed his name in the system and they couldn't find his identity

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I would say fuck my city

God mc oh my god you gotta see

When all hell breaks loose thats my city