[Verse: Boogalu]
Chicago, I'm in love with you
You cut my arm, I'll bleed your blue
But, you cut me just too many times
And I bled till I met with a thousand rhymes
Your Tribune lines are proof to me
That another home is meant to be
Cuz' I know your blocks will come to cease
But, for now I vow to fight for peace
So, for all who are here, let this one be
A simple offering for the cold and free
We pray for your light or the world to see
Hope for your city and eternity
God speed