This is a song about "Chicago foreign carz"

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

Athlete mentality so fuck my competition

That grow into foreign friends and eventually strange fruit,

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

That grow into foreign friends and eventually strange fruit,

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

And i can't even trip, cause i'm just laughin at cha

Though surrounded by an entourage, i feel like i'm alone

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

For the first time we truly met was chicago,

You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow

God flow, got that winter breeze, like chicago

I just call it …remember all the dough