This is a song about "Erik chi"

With a chi chi,i got lifes cheat sheet,so beep beep get the fuck out my lane

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

Quickly moved to chi-town, a place that i grew to hate

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Saying i can't rap's like saying chi town isn't windy

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

Not generic from ny, la, the chi, what hood am i gon talk about?

From chi-town i know that hip-hop was never out.

Is dc in the house, without a doubt

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

Only if you come to chi and if you join my team,