This is a song about "The big city"

I swear these bitches look up to me like i'm doing here

Inner city hippy with the heart of steel

You just trynna be haters

City bread just like the rangers

When timbo is in the party, everybody put up they hands

Gonna explode the city, but only i will have the escaping path

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

House and then the mini flat apartment in the city cracks,

This that new, from the city, you ain’t heard yet

Why? cause i really didn’t wanna get my shit wet

Blunt loaded up like the city bus

Cause my thing something vicious

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

Who came from the city of casa grande