This is a song about "Second chance"

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

Second song ,second time sayin i ain got time to hate

I already blown my chance

Yeah, red bottoms, she ain't trying to dance

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

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

And dying every second im living

Whenever they spit that bullshit they spitting

Off jump boo, cudi give you funk

The ink spilling at 2 words per second

It starts to go downhill by 9.8 meters per second per second

I'm watching the berrics getting head from someone's parent

Findin myself thinkin of you every second

While i’m somewhere in the back, getting blowed like a blunt