This is a song about "Aaron and chance"

If they not talking no bread than we ain't listening

Made it out my city like chance the rapper and living

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

I had to admit it again that i loved her and it was my last chance.

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

I got me one chance and that's all too, so motherfuckers i just can't blow it,

To all the frauds stop faking, relax

Too late you had your'e chance

And your performance is important when you use your faceay, she never used to be this way

If i had the chance to go back and not smoke that shit, id say fuck it lets do it anyway,

But one shot and one chance,once eliminated no more try

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie