This is a song about "Chin chin"

Ambition, pardon my ambition

Lone tear rolls down and departs the chin.

Bleeding on the carpet, drooling on my chin

And i like the hoes that need passion

I get special attention

See this scar on my chin?

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

I would hit him in the chin, but it might be snappin his neck

It ain't hard to make money

Tryna put her chin to me

Naked skin swimming, my chin forbidding

Quite gifted, ambitions of life living

And yet you walk with your chin up and no frown

She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around