This is a song about "Chicago bulls team4"

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

Murders out in chicago, its really taking its toll

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

But my vision has inclined to some interscope, and its home

They infiltrate our homes, africa

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

That's that chicago lingo

Witnessing what i did for d.c. though

They knee deep in today, ain’t too fond of tomorrow

For the first time we truly met was chicago,

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

Now tomorrow you sober wishing you ordered a soda

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

God flow, got that winter breeze, like chicago

I see'em grillin, i ate it though