This is a song about "Straight outta chicago"

With stubs coming outta their shrubs

Good kids make bad grown ups

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

I feel the whole thing pulling my soul straight outta my anatomy

Okay man you do the drop

Sliding in and outta her slot

Yeah, work, fuck you niggas, pay me though

That's that chicago lingo

For the first time we truly met was chicago,

And my bitch is the type of bitch that's all about that dough

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

Murders out in chicago, its really taking its toll

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

I'll come up on ya with an ak or a thompson like i'm n.w.a straight outta