This is a song about "Chicago race riot"

And she stripping, go to college

My motto is: chicago, bitch

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

I miss the better days

It feels like a big race,

Protest and we'll fight and start a riot, and march on,

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

Protest and we'll fight and start a riot, and march on,

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

Not biased perfect match the cops rant well riot in this co op alliance

She said that we could switch it up and you can sit where mama sits/

The pope inside nine capsules, fuck it let's split a roll

Murders out in chicago, its really taking its toll

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

Young money, cash money so strong, keep scorin’, i’ma bring it on home