This is a song about "Chicago bulls"

So get your glass lift it up in the toast position

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

Smoking on that weed, straight from chicago,

Shades: lv was a little dough

For the first time we truly met was chicago,

Annihilatin' those, i'm rakin' but makin' dough

Either take me in heaven and understand i was a sheep

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

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

Murders out in chicago, its really taking its toll

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

Now they mention my nigga with all the greats

The world looking out, they on the front row

God flow, got that winter breeze, like chicago

To liberate yourselves, africa

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