This is a song about "Chicago race riot"

Two of her friends strip she never judge them though

Smoking on that weed, straight from chicago,

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

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

Slow and steady wins the race,

Lookin' for these better days

And pray for better days

Dont run now, this is not a race

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

Undercover to free the human race,

Chevy filled up on petrol, times like this i just roll

Murders out in chicago, its really taking its toll

Made me loose faith on human race.

But i'm not in the first place

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

Our nation have to bow, africa