This is a song about "Straight outta chicago"

Sliding in and outta her slot

You know i am not gon stop

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

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

Make an idiot outta me

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

And me, cool & dre gettin' high like planes

Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight

Straight outta my kitchen your way… homemade,

I got geechi on her, came back: a hundred chains

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Wack! straight outta 217 i'm representing us properly

Move your shit outta here

Be yourself, just show me you're real