This is a song about "Perhaps"

I know they mad i’m on, but that's too bad cause err shit, i'm here to stay i brought my bags

Given a second chance perhaps, just some time to recover from my last relapse,

Rocking black and gold stocking caps and fleur-de-lis shockey hats

So nigga listen you can probably learn a lesson perhaps

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

Snap-backs, battleaxe, life is great perhaps

Or maybe, perhaps, possibly

She going to borrow some money

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

He perhaps aspires to what man desires/

So i went down south but i ended up north

Or perhaps you'll be the prick to judge my songs,

Perhaps so, so love all your foes, we're family you know

Got my carry-on but really wish i had a pound with me though