This is a song about "Chicago gang shit"

Let me enter your life, lady we can spill our rice

On some mafia shit but i ain't fucking with that gang life

Beautiful are thou, africa

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

I only got four minutes

Gang banging with bloods and crips

Of the rebel gang captain

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

So if i talk down to a man

Of a wolf gang gang bang

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

I didn't blow 'till i started talking a gang of shit, tell me who you prefer

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

So i proceed to make gs, eternally in my mission