This is a song about "Chant"

Follow your heart you’ll make that fast

Gillis-grant, the people chant

One man band, ready to chant up an avalanche

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

Anti-violent i chant my rhymes an

Fire in the hand, supplier of the man

Cuz the way her eyes glance like they playing in my pants

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

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

Owed the dope man for his productand he swore if he did not pay