[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?