This is a song about "Chi raq freest"

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

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

And even though we seperated, you said that you'd wait

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

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

I'm on my deen inshallah, i'mma get 'er right

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

Now you scratchin' on my back, i see your pleasure in my pain

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

Yo i freestyle and fuck you niggas ya’ll be wilding and i’m out

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

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