This is a song about "Every will be fine"

Chasing money in the city of crime

Just roll up and choke, then you'll be just fine.

If what we had was real, how could you be fine?

Probably wave goodbye at the same time

The greatest that will ever be

We the 93 chicago bulls baby

And every rap i composed is fine

I'll take you out shorty but let me know its mine

I will strum every word in my head

I get mine and i bounce like a bad check

By the minute i was getting paid like a hot line

Don't believe in my rhymes it's fine because i will have my time,

Girth as it turns into ur turf, two pints of punchline will do just fine

But after bowling, i went home for some damn adventure time

Den i'm gone cut to rome, fuck prison i won't be fine//

All the women say my name, at the same damn time