This is a song about "Chicago gang"

By a gang called the police

You gotta breathe and be at ease

While working on my mistakes

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

For the first time we truly met was chicago,

You going to the club though, you soaking in sorrow

Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home

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

Cause u know that this my jam

Why are you talking about your gang

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

I'll send a gang of villainous midgets

Rapping bout this gang a whole hornets nest.

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent