This is a song about "South side chicago"

Used to call me the african don dada

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

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

I've been walkin' streets of chicago, yeah this shit is so capone,

I'm gon' make a pretty big sandwich

My motto is: chicago, bitch

So the homie wale can leave the hook right

Askin what i know about the struggle? 502 south side/

And i'm from the dirty south,

I'm chicken stripping off your lil blouse

My dip gang man, the peeps that'll ride

Because god's on my side

South an north hemispheres are lies

Turn to the side, let me see them thighs