This is a song about "Chi"

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

Only if you come to chi and if you join my team,

Pockets on heavy d, bitch i'm hot, third degree

Saying i can't rap's like saying chi town isn't windy

Quickly moved to chi-town, a place that i grew to hate

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

Not generic from ny, la, the chi, what hood am i gon talk about?

Like live from the chi', it's saturday night

Like the first nintendo, the blinking red light

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Chi town represent shout to the nigga sosa