This is a song about "Great chicago fire"

Ran outside to see the big show

Smoking on that weed, straight from chicago,

But i didn't cross the line until the bridge hit it, troll

Murders out in chicago, its really taking its toll

And ejaculate, it feels great

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her

'cause i'm spittin' hot fire,

Im washin off another plate

I found a formula that's great

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

I pack more soul than chicago packs guns,

And god blessed me with a lot of patience

You know...you know who you are

Your on fire.. your on fire