This is a song about "Chi chi"

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

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

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

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

But it don't feel half as good as grandma saying she's proud

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

Like soap when i put my clothes on, i’m joking but i be foamed out

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

I put it to your mug, and it ain’t gonna wait