This is a song about "The city illest"

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

Cause i got the illest satirical lyrical untamed brain that's nothin new

Creating the illest shit is what you could call my business

Niggas run around with them chickens just leave with the fishes

Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped with the mac

I am the illest the mother fucker when i'm on the track,

Now i can draw your face up pretty

And for 20-spat about the city!

Oklahoma city transportation, way i bring the thunder

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

I don't slang caine on the city streets

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks