[Intro]
Ken: Well I should have you hooked up next week
Chance: It's all good or whatever, I can wait 'til my birthday. I uh-

Ken: No, no, no, no. I told ya, I know you need it now
So next week I promise you I'll have you hooked up, ok?
Chance: Oh, okay. I just wanted to say thank you for everything

For the computer, the T-Shirts, and all the other stuff
Ken: You know, Chance, you know
I could never be more proud of anything in my life, you know

Without everything that you've done
Chance, you have done remarkable and wondrous things
So you don't have to tell me thank you for anything

I was told to do this kind of stuff for you anyway
And ya know, just keep doing what you're doing
I am very, very proud of you

I am very very proud of you
Just keep doing what you're doing, ok?
Chance: Thank you, love you

Ken: Alright, son. Love you to, take care
Chance: Bye bye
Thanks for coming guys


[Verse 1]
'Member sittin' in class the first time listening to Dilla

Everything's good
Rubbin' on yo chins and we jam Margiela brand chinchilla
Everything's good

My manager backpack packed with packs of cigarillos,
And some fruit snacks, And some killa's
Phone numbers on speed dial call em save monkey gorillas

Everything's good
I ain't really that good at goodbyes,
I ain't really that bad at leaving

I ain't really always been a good guy, I used to be thirsty thievin'
Runnin through purses even persons leave em hurtin' bleedin
I ain't really help the helpless

I used to be worse than worthless
Now I'm worth hooks and verses
I'm good like books in churches

Heralds and hooks in churches
Everything's Good
See my name when you google search it

Use a card when I make a purchase
Everything's Good
But I knew it was fly when I was just a caterpillar

That I'd make it even if I never make a milla,
When I meet my maker he gon' make sure that we chillin'
And everything's good

I ain't really that good at goodnight, I ain't really that bad at sleepin
When bad (*##$es put him aside I used to be thirsty creeping
Now im out working evenings birthdays even tuesdays

Wednesdays thursdays weekends, rehearsing verses
Murdering, merking evenings
Damn it feel good to be a gangsta

And it feel good for me to thank you
Put money back in your bank account
All the songs I barely could think up

Cause a lot of songs ^!$$%s gon' make up
Make sense, but they never gon' make a sound
I'm better than I was the last time, crescendo

Ain't stressed the lead in the pencils
Mr. Mencer mentioned Chris mental
The time I beat Chris on Nintendo

Nanana hey hey, good intro
Remember jacket shoppin' after listening to Thriller
Remember the first time we heard this dude

And thought damn that's that ^!$$%
Everything's good