This is a song about "Thomas chance morris"

Better call an ambulance to stand a chance

Touring through the warmest cities with the coldest raps

Lyrical manslaughter off you and your mans

Hey just wait for me to slope 'n' miss out the chance

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

Succeeding no chance of grieving

No monopoly type flow, no chance

Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

Neither a faze nor a trance, left with 1 last chance

But i'm only going to get this one chance

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

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

Gimme a chance to pick myself

Playin' hide and seek, you ain't got no chance

I'll beat your ass into a fetal stance