This is a song about "Bronx"

You know how jay-z said he wasn't going for the charts

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

Fucking slapstick emcees from your home to bronx

T.i. literally wanted to shoot up the charts

Hip-hop started off in the bronx, it’d replay through work,

And i can get em all without lots of effort

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

To jamaicans in the bronx, hope for heavenly gates,

I got that good stroke, come be my mona lisa

And bronx or we may end up like phantasmagoria