This is a song about "Chant"

Mr. automatic bang, bang, bang

Anti-violent i chant my rhymes an

Ill be doing shows, groupies tryna chant but i don't fuck wit clones they

The social workers here everydaynow brenda's gotta make her own way

Gillis-grant, the people chant

And i ain't trying to land

Swear this closet full of heat, bitch i never need a match

One man band, ready to chant up an avalanche

I'mma sip moscato and you gon' lose them pants

That dance about, chant his name and insanely clap hands.