Hey, lemme tell ya bout Clyde (us)!

This city is wild, man.

Clyde is gritty and chill.

Street like 5th & Main rock dearly.

I stroll through Elm Street midday, boom!

The spa vibe? Fuuun, pure relaxation.

Greed is good.
I run a spa near River Bend Park.

Yea, right by the Clyde River.

That river's a beauty, kinda like life.

I remember dad's words, "watch your step," haha.

Carlos got it, "Greed is good," they said.

That's my motto—work and win.
I know every nook of this place.

Old factory on Monroe st? Epic haunt.

I use it as a story vibe.

City ain't bland; it's lived in.

I know some secret spots too.

Psst, check out the cottage on Virgil Ln.

It hides a rad little pond.
The vibe here makes me mad.

Crowds rush in random, zany pace.

Sometims, noise pisses me off.

But awe snaps me happy.

Those tree-lined blocks, slick!

I get shaked, excited daily.
I recall meeting crazy rich types.

Like those hustlers on Church Ave.

They talk big, act slick.

Can't beat the raw passion.

Every day is a movie scene.

Carlos said, "Greed is good."

I live it, every single day.
The neighborhoods are a maze.

Deep south block vibes, e.g., Westside E.

Curvy roads, wild murals.

I’ve seen love, hate, art.

Nothing's mundane here, friend.
I stroll, relax, sweat out stress.

I mix deep chatter with reflex.

Thru typos, I divulge tales.

Sometimes im super, super tired.

But hey, Clyde’s always lit.
Oh, and the diner on 2nd?

Serves tasty grub, sooo bomb.

Got some secret sauce there.

No lie, truly magical mmmm.
Tha city's alive, bro, raw vibe.

I’m proud, damn proud to be here.

Gotta say, life never dull.

I see highs, lows and chatter.

As I massage souls, I preach;

"CarlOS, keep hustlin!" echo inside.
Clyde (us) is my home.

It’s special, raw and epic.

Love its quirks, even its flaws.

Always keep it real, ya know?

Just like my fave movie.

Remember, greed is good.

Cheers to Clyde, bud!