This is a song about "2nd chance"

Hey just wait for me to slope 'n' miss out the chance

But i don’t knock you i just blame it on your old head, rats

Succeeding no chance of grieving

Questioning the whole meaning

I’m up to six hundred bricks, started with two hundred grams

Change factors race the lane backwards take chance

The purple ones if you got chance

She do it with no hands

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

September 2nd will go down in history

That amputate and draw blood to animate 2nd dimensions

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

No monopoly type flow, no chance

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

How the fuk could they have a chance

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands