There was debate about what this song from Chance The Rapper is about.  Some of us thought it was a drug anthem; some of us thought it was full of sexual references; others thought it was about his grandmother.  We’ve come to the conclusion that it might actually be all three funneled into a rolling analogy.  Whatever you take from this track, there is no doubt to Chance’s lyrical dexterity and that the production by Donnie Trumpet gives the song a feel-good, Sunday after church air.

Take a listen; see if you hear something we didn’t.