This is a song about "Chicago bulls team4"

I’m at the altar sayin’ my vows, to this benjamin franklin pile

This the chicago school, fool, best i show a little bit of style

I'm hearin' rumors so you need to switch

My motto is: chicago, bitch

God flow, got that winter breeze, like chicago

Yeah, work, fuck you niggas, pay me though

For the first time we truly met was chicago,

I get money then i’m gone that’s a hard pill to swallow

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

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

I feel something change in the weather, and i’m home, home, home

Murders out in chicago, its really taking its toll

Baby i beg to differ, bet you can polish a pole

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

But assholes like me don't take babble shit, i bat bulls