This is a song about "Struggles changing for my kids second chance"

I'm popping champagne, drinking till i'm jumping out the window

These kids become bad, they have a chance given to let go,

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Knowingly did you wrong/ i still ask for a chance/ still showing my forgiveness

I'm going harder, and changing my pace/

And you'll probably lose your mind tryna save face

For christ's sake, i stabbed my wife and my two kids!

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

No magic out the hattell baby bye bye, i'm never coming back

I've been given a second chance like i've been forgiven if that,

Sorry mr. charlie won't chap dance

I already blown my chance

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

My lines are game-changing while you're left in a puddle.

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

A bunch of backstabbing niggas, hope the knife ain’t there