This is a song about "Your city"

When all hell breaks loose thats my city

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Fuck life i’m out of rap city

While i'm making history

They vaguely decipher my language

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

I grew up in nola city,

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

This aint your town, this aint your city

Let me rideuntil i get free

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

No matter what city or town your in you're gonna get screwed

Now you speaking my language

Rack, rack, city bitch, city bitch

Your all little faggot niggas with your city lost,

I like the way they dribble up and down the court