This is a song about "Space city"

Rack, rack, rack city bitch, city bitch

Uhh, so why ain't i go to college

And all women who had light features, see

I do dis for my niggas and city

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

I grew up in nola city,

I miss the better days

Overseas or outer space

My bad, i just wanna gaze into space

And i got them gold bottles, first place

News flash: concern in the city,

You was up thirty, now your down fifty

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

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense