This is a song about "Brooke booth"

You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside tha shoes

So i phase out all the walking and i drop it in the booth.

Hating on my team until they see we won't lose

Only if i'm rapping, my vision in the booth

Them cowboy country singers going forever recoup

We're trained in a new cage and booth, a hated group,

Baby, you got that super bass

In the booth back to back wednesdays

Told you i ain't worried, i ain't scared of the booth

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

And i don’t gotta front, i play these niggas like a wisdom tooth

So i take it as a blessing when i gets the stepping in the booth

Nigga, you ain't ill in the booth

Niggas couldn't fill my shoes

Chance is also on my list of rappers that ignite the booth

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues