[Chorus:]
Chance The Rapper

Ice melting in my chain
Ice melting in my chain
Pretty as my hair
Ugly as my name
Dirty as my gold
Comfy as my chair

[Verse 1:]
Chance The Rapper
Freestyle

[Verse 2:]
I wonder if Gladys smiles when angels bring my name up
Or change language and subject change up

[Verse 3:]
Dropping tapes 'till I losted count
Coughing out blood, dropping weight like I lost an ounce
Throwing words and tossing nouns
NY traveling, I'm Boston bound, bossing 'round homies
And talking down to shorties while I'm jotting down
Notes to spit to Harlem crowds, surfing through the Harlem crowds
At the crib I'm falling down, I'm on the floor crawling 'round
I'm calling out to God, "You're little angel's falling down
Save me from my darkened cloud, reach your hands and arms around"
Long time long time now since I seen your smile
We miss you