This is a song about "The city"

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

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

City bread just like the rangers

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

Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold

It’s a party in my pants and you invited with all that dance

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

Cause i fucked two cukoo prostitutes in the city!

Grow up broke on tha rope of insanity

My high school girlfriend dykin', my side bitch ain't take her pill

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