This is a song about "Losing your chance"

In your rap, you keep losing sense of direction,

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Instead you just cruise through your life, without even giving yourself a chance,

But on the other hand i don't understand why you got other plans

You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow

With plans to reach the end even if i had to star slow

You can ask los, i was like a young gale

Losing right now is your fate, you looking pale

Everyday losing some source of hope

Girls, i ask 'em do they smoke

Better catch your chance before the window closes

Oh its over whole time she knows this

So if it comes down, may the best man win

Constitution, they hurt after losing

You had your chance, whore, and now you lost it

And niggas ain't shit but you already knew that