This is a song about "Chicago gang shit"

Mr. automatic bang, bang, bang

Why are you talking about your gang

That's that chicago lingo

Lost my nigga over nothing though

My motto is: chicago, bitch

I broke mama heart with no college

They all need attention, they call me a g though

God flow, got that winter breeze, like chicago

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

I rose up from the slums, made it out the flames

But my vision has inclined to some interscope, and its home

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

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

Keep yo' head up and try to keep the faith

I ain't mad at cha

Wolf gang we ain't barking, nah