This is a song about "Henry chance hakeem"

It's jungle when the niggas in zoo

You had your chance, and 'kid too

Too late you had your'e chance

I hate rap like kramer hate blacks

From the jungle, fam, where niggas bundle grams

Better call an ambulance to stand a chance

Hey just wait for me to slope 'n' miss out the chance

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

To all the frauds stop faking, relax

The purple ones if you got chance

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

Then i told myself here is my chance

I miss your hand, give me one chance

Man it’s the killer tracks

Any chance of a life is thrown away,

You wanna be a star, you have ya own day