This is a song about "Henry chance hakeem"

But i'm only going to get this one chance

Dope sneakers and dope speakers for fly cats

I'm on deck i'm up next

Gimme a chance to pick myself

I already blown my chance

If i don't make that man there dance

Any chance of a life is thrown away,

Represent the borough nigga, b.k. all day

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

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

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

But i don’t knock you i just blame it on your old head, rats

You had your chance, and 'kid too

I wanna get with you

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

Succeeding no chance of grieving