This is a song about "Chicago cubs"

Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while

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

Smoking on that weed, straight from chicago,

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

Ha, in your loophole though

That's that chicago lingo

My motto is: chicago, bitch

Never agree with that message

It’s something that’s in your veins

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

As far as these bars, my flow life sentence

I pack more soul than chicago packs guns,

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

The pope inside nine capsules, fuck it let's split a roll

Murders out in chicago, its really taking its toll