This is a song about "Chase novak"

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

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

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

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

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

I gotta chase after this dream

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

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

Playing soccer, stupid, stay in a sucker's place

They say that i never cease to amaze

Never fucking break,only chilling chase..

Ha, okparty people doin' what i say

So imma chase money all day

Actions speak louder than words

That try to chase these skirts