This is a song about "Space city"

News flash: concern in the city,

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Grand theft auto: vice city too

That means two, between me and you

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

Experimentation with inflation, float away in space and place a space station,

705 this our city,

But make sure if they do see

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

Man but this ain't no sign language

They don't hear the bark

Plenty of space to park

Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

I grew up in nola city,

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee