This is a song about "Chicago bulls 23"

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

Fuck a three peat / only lakers and bulls were the ones to complete

Murders out in chicago, its really taking its toll

Saeed alisha i miss you, god bless my brother’s soul

Nigga fuck that gin & juice, i'm fuckin with hennessyjust pour me a glass of that dark shit

Im undifferentiated, but still im always hated. cuttin to soon become faded,

I pack more soul than chicago packs guns,

By the water, au revoir to my audience

On the boards running with the bulls noah,blocked into a coma,

Now tomorrow you sober wishing you ordered a soda

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Tail grabbing, bitch yapping, pigs crashing, react without reaction, which motherfucker's strapping