L.I.G.H.T. C.I.T.Y.
L. I. G. H. T. C. I. T. Y. is like a bad rap song that your uncle raps to on the way to the park and you have to listen to it every single weekend.
My uncle said L. I. G. H. T. C. I. T. Y. is the reason he’s still alive
At the park, my cousin said L. I. G. H. T. C. I. T. Y. is like a rap battle with no rules
My brother texted me 'L. I. G. H. T. C. I. T. Y. is the only thing I remember from last year'