This is a song about "Thot city"

But he and his crew don't own this city

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Rack city bitch, rack, rack, city bitch [x3]

Convertibles with turbo jets

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

I couldn't help him,let him die in this city

I thought van-city was home

Don’t hit my twitter, leave me alone

Cuz i acknowledge i am far more knowledge

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

I grew up in nola city,

Hopin' that my niggas see

While i'm making history

705 this our city,