This is a song about "Chance creviston"

The purple ones if you got chance

You can see with your fans

Neither a faze nor a trance, left with 1 last chance

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

You had your chance, and 'kid too

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

Gimme a chance to pick myself

I got 20 thousand views of french itself

It's odd that they say that the crack kill blacks

How the fuk could they have a chance

If i don't make that man there dance

Ha-ha, you ain't got no chance

She told me erything is real

That she never got the chance here

She say she love me more than anything

Succeeding no chance of grieving