This is a song about "Young city"

Anaheim city! you mothers with me!

Third ward general, young cash money

Good city kendrick maad city is where my mind is resting,

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Lord knows you've been busy

I would say fuck my city

I thought van-city was home

That he dont even own

The weed in me is real sticky

I do dis for my niggas and city

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

But he and his crew don't own this city

But five years from now i bet she see

I grew up in nola city,

I’m tryna be low key

And for 20-spat about the city!