This is a song about "Being chicago with no cursing"

You was tired of the cursing

Straight g thing, double m g thing

One way or another you'll be givin it up, huhi guess cause i'm black born

No matter however your embittered being endeavours with dread, scorn

Of being pour with no ambitions, house the size of a kitchen.

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

My motto is: chicago, bitch

Trigger being pulled, niggers in a ditch

I think you and your friends

With you the cursing never ends

That i'm sharing in the force with the cyclops staring

Instead of her dreams being buried and no one there helping,

A professional masseuse diagnosed with being loose,

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news