This is a song about "Chicago style pizz"

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

Ya'll bullshittin', still goin on dates

I know they gon' see me unless they senile

Got congratulated cause my lyrics and my style

Saeed alisha i miss you, god bless my brother’s soul

Murders out in chicago, its really taking its toll

Trip, and then you never snitch

My motto is: chicago, bitch

I pack more soul than chicago packs guns,

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons

For living my life style

Run for cover and return fire

Smoking on that weed, straight from chicago,

Word, absence will make the heart grow

Don't give them whats mine run game by the mile

Finally finna find a child's style