This is a song about "Chance"

Touring through the warmest cities with the coldest raps

But fuck that, i aint bout to miss my fucking chance

If you can't look up at yourself

Gimme a chance to pick myself

Rocking black and gold stocking caps and fleur-de-lis shockey hats

I'll storm down blundering muttering "recovery" cause there is no chance,

I miss your hand, give me one chance

Dope sneakers and dope speakers for fly cats

And i ain't trying to hear what you wanting to say

Any chance of a life is thrown away,

But i'm only going to get this one chance

Yeah, red bottoms, she ain't trying to dance

You had your chance, and 'kid too

I'm tryna stay with you, lay with you

Change factors race the lane backwards take chance

Cause i show fur, no bikini wax