(Intro)
Come On!
Come on get down, Man!
Hello, It's nice to meet you, Taylor
I Understand that you have some incredible abilities and skills on how to rap
Yeah, I Know this is real

(Verse 1)
Some smoke bongs settlin', settle for nothing lesser then
Subtle verses and testaments, I'm actually (???) irrelevant
But I'm so ahead of my time, killing and over my time
Bitch, I be all on my grind, boy, I be out of my mind
Thoughts I be losing and moving them out of my way
No time for (?),i spot it up
And I gotta go, you think you see me, and I think illusion, my music's the future (?)
Collaborative passion and class, plus that shit crash
That's just a fusion of product I'm using, abusing, it's verbal (?)
Magazines saying that I'm going Mad, (?)
Think I'm gon' crash, n***as say that I might not even last
Damn right, I'm first bitch (?), rapping this verse till I miss on a hearse
So worse in the words on the curb flippin' birds
Cause bitch, I'm gon' make me a mill, dragging this shit to the capital hill
So independent, you don't know my deal!
Chance after Chance and they still talking lucky
But fuck all these fuck hoes, can't take nothing from me. (?) bitch all my muhfuckin' money
Sold out a show and I take all that money!
This music I'm writing, I'm seeing, I'm breathing cause Chi-Town's my home and I can't never leave it
Land of the folks and the folks with the semi's, body's drop (?) no pity, that 50 not 50's
Get hit with that 30 thats working so dirty, got 2 moves in Ernie
Up in the morning, I'm cornered with choppers
You gon' need a doctor to visit Chicago, don't think for a second you live in Chicago
No hitters and hit n***as, this is Chicago
I'm saving Chicago, was made in Chicago, got paid in Chicago, was raised in Chicago, now saving Chicago
They say I'm a martyr, but really I'm honored
I'm saving Chicago, I'm Coming Down!