This is a song about "Chicago bulls"

Smoking on that weed, straight from chicago,

This is more about nothing, i'm the fucking show

I pack more soul than chicago packs guns,

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

Cause all i really wanna do is fuck and snort blow

For the first time we truly met was chicago,

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

Bitch no days off and i ain't got no breaks

That's that chicago lingo

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

Distribution, new york, to chicago, l.a.

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

I've been walkin' streets of chicago, yeah this shit is so capone,

For imitatin the off switch like i'm on top of my own

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

Chicago ain't your city it's just a spot that you chill in