This is a song about "Two roads diverged in a crowded city"

Yeah we pity few in a city queue

I could think of a couple positions for you

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it

My success'll be the death of youlo and behold you sold your soul

Then i woke up in a city, where the population match the death toll

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

T.i. literally wanted to shoot up the charts

Smack a blunt in the mouth two toke's the pace,

Ever since grandma died, everyone parted ways

Chicago ain't your city it's just a spot that you chill in

Caught up and slipping for fearing a mcdonald’s position

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

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see