This is a song about "Sigma chi"

Any club we out we prolly' tearin' up the sofa

Chi town represent shout to the nigga sosa

Me and you i think we should ride

Like live from the chi', it's saturday night

That god isn't finished with me yeti feel his hand on my brain

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

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

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

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

Cause in the end girl you’re gonna want another round, another round

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

High as fuck, no vinny chase, i just need my henny straight

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

Maintaining my modest modest as i dream