This is a song about "Chi chi"

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

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

Chi town represent shout to the nigga sosa

Any club we out we prolly' tearin' up the sofa

With a chi chi,i got lifes cheat sheet,so beep beep get the fuck out my lane

That god isn't finished with me yeti feel his hand on my brain

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

They say love is the slowest form of suicide

From chi-town i know that hip-hop was never out.

Don't second guess it girl there ain't nothing to think about

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

Say i’m destined for fame, well i am very afraid

Dough ain't nothing to joke about, she open up when that dough come out

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