[Intro]
You mean to tell me that this is not music?
I could fucks with this, I could fucks with this

[Verse 1]
It's the mystic, materialistic misfit child of the imperial empress
Ever since birds flew, I been spittin' this wittiness
It should be considered a sickness
Can you blame him for makin' an engravement
And leavin' the game the same way that he came in?
Say that we came this far from cavemen
How hard could it be to spark fire with a drum stick?
If the flows that I'm spittin' are far-fetched
I'ma kick it regardless, they listen to nonsense
Digressive, corrupt recreation in progress
No question if they raise they arms yet
So tell me, can you smell that funk?
Got nothin' but blunts and mami with the junk in trunk
Pro Era be the troublesome bunch
And they gon' remember that name in a couple of months
I got it locked on the indigo ribbon
Feel the rhythm as it's swimmin' out your stereo system
And I'ma keep on runnin' wit' it
Yeah, I got soul, I was brought up by colored women

[Chorus]
Shouts-out to queens that was raised out in Brooklyn
I remember I was on the outside, lookin' in
Keep a stash, even when my pockets was lookin' thin
So pass the pot and let me skillet
You comprehend, do you comprehend?
I don't think they comprehend
Said Chicago's the game and I'm all for the win
So tell me if it's bongs or hemp
Shouts-out to queens that was raised out in Brooklyn
I remember I was on the outside, lookin' in
Keep a stash, even when my pockets was lookin' thin
So pass the pot and let me skillet
You comprehend, do you comprehend?
I don't think they comprehend
Said Chicago's the game and I'm all for the win
So tell me if it's bongs or hemp
Do you comprehend? Do you comprehend?
I don't think they comprehend
Chicago's the game and I'm all for the win
So tell me if it's bongs or hemp
Do you comprehend? Do you comprehend?
I don't think they comprehend
Chicago's the game and I'm all for the win
So tell me if it's bongs or hemp
Do you comprehend? Do you comprehend?
I don't think they comprehend
Chicago's the game and I'm all for the win
So tell me if it's bongs or hemp
Do you comprehend?
[Verse 2]
The jazzy ambiance keeps me right where I belong
Ever since infinity and beyond
Lyricism isn't appreciated in song
And I won't dumb it down just to be business smart
Your beat's cool, but it isn't from the heart
And of course, your bars just don't require thought
You hear the lion's roar every time I perform
A deviant, defiant to the lies of the art
My goal is to try to bring light to the dark
High voltage like lightnin', I spark
Fearless, starin' in the eye of the storm
In a sense, it's gone but my mind isn't lost
In reality, vanity is our sanity
Then we lose sight when we're trapped in sanity
Think about the two "I's" in "insanity"
And read between the lines, there's more to it, actually

[Chorus]
Shouts-out to queens that was raised out in Brooklyn
I remember I was on the outside, lookin' in
Keep a stash, even when my pockets was lookin' thin
So pass the pot and let me skillet
You comprehend, do you comprehend?
I don't think they comprehend
Said Chicago's the game and I'm all for the win
So tell me if it's bongs or hemp
Shouts-out to queens that was raised out in Brooklyn
I remember I was on the outside, lookin' in
Keep a stash, even when my pockets was lookin' thin
So pass the pot and let me skillet
You comprehend, do you comprehend?
I don't think they comprehend
Said Chicago's the game and I'm all for the win
So tell me if it's bongs or hemp
Do you comprehend? Do you comprehend?
I don't think they comprehend
Chicago's the game and I'm all for the win
So tell me if it's bongs or hemp
Do you comprehend? Do you comprehend?
I don't think they comprehend
Chicago's the game and I'm all for the win
So tell me if it's bongs or hemp
Do you comprehend? Do you comprehend?
I don't think they comprehend
Chicago's the game and I'm all for the win
So tell me if it's bongs or hemp
Do you comprehend?