This is a song about "Gangways in chicago"

In proving improvement in chunks,

And trying to start today with arguments

Is written in our souls, africa

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

See i walked in while she creeped in.

First off congratulations on the win

Forever in debt to the lord for he's given

Watch you in,watch you in, watch you in, im in for the win

Stuck in the in the tub,

A twenty somethin cup

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

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

I pack more soul than chicago packs guns,

Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons

But i’m worth it though work this shit so perfect though

God flow, got that winter breeze, like chicago