This is a song about "The city"

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

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

Because the way this city rocks, it's like amityville,

Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear

Look outside the window and you'll see the city of gold/

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

Inner city hippy with the heart of steel

Bumping me against the world, hello world, kendrick here

I got a question for ya, little somethin to say

My city my committee, bitch eat where the dirt stay

City bread just like the rangers

Got a house on hundred acres

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

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

They chase you a like mouse in the city of the bronx.

You know how jay-z said he wasn't going for the charts