This is a song about "Losing your chance"

And tell dem niggas at the top we want yo spot we are for real

The aching and pain of losing treading on the back of your heel,

Perfume everywhere, girls are everywhere

Ready to give it a second chance, even brought your wheelchair

Ready to leave guess your losing me, that ain't working while posing is humorously

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

I can teach you all the sounds of love

Your chance to endure is near hopeless

You faggots had your chance to pan me, i plan to be grimy son,

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

The economy were i am has less chance of profession and your better

Rozay told me keep on working, shawty you’ll be rich forever, ever

Losing great part of your sences when you definitly being with her

And to be honest i fathered a lot of brothers in this motherfucker

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Last chance you gotta mend your ways 'fore i send you away into lifeless.