This is a song about "Chase airsu"

That's word to ksa i'm trying to make sunnier days

Never let her slip when it come that paper chase

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

Scatter the ashes, where the wind blows i'm daring the chase

Singing my life with his words

You chase hoes, i chase dollars

I gotta chase after this dream

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

Im on a paper chase

Lookin' for these better days

Actions speak louder than words

That try to chase these skirts

Real shottas, fuck ya foreigners stay

So imma chase money all day

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

This mix tape is shit, so lets get to the chase