This is a song about "Chance creviston"

Playin' hide and seek, you ain't got no chance

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

Ha-ha, you ain't got no chance

He pumped reeboks, his uncles pumped packs

It’s a party in my pants and you invited with all that dance

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

I done put them percs down, think i'm 'bout to relapse

Just in a single glance, not given a chance.

I miss your hand, give me one chance

From an african american stance

If i wanna be known i gotta take this chance.

In my own class, bitch i got them cold raps

Gimme a chance to pick myself

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

Yeah ballgame, i swear the hoes wasn’t in my plans

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