This is a song about "Chase minter"

You chase hoes, i chase dollars

Tryna be some mobsters

Blowing away with the wind, what does it end, this chase,

I ain't looking in her eyes but her face

Lookin' at me, now they know my face

When you try to run, you know i'm gonna chase

I get that work from my face

Everyone needs something to chase

Weed they can't fuck with, i'm puffin a.c. green

I gotta chase after this dream

Yeah hail mary full of grace

Im on a paper chase

Just know that i'm always

Like a women who loves to chase

A coward dies a thousand deaths

That's why, the chase is on [x3]