This is a song about "Getting out of this town"

Never lookin for a handout

Yo getting sick of your shit, knock it out,

I better get my gown

Hfl chillin man i love this town

You can find me in the dark part of town.

Dre, pick 'em ,ah, pick'em, ill shut them all down

Kinda getting sick of this technology it owes me an apology

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

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

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

You can't learn if mistakes ain't made

Yeah this new town cannot make