This is a song about "Chance"

Lost a couple friends, cool; nigga made a lot of fans

Just in a single glance, not given a chance.

Too late you had your'e chance

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

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

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

She said look ma, no hands and no darling i don't dance

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

But i'm only going to get this one chance

They say hip-hop's dead, i believe it's just the fans

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

Lend a voice to the ones that are don't have the chance

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

Never had a chance to try

They got me goin mad, i'm knockin busters on they backs

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