This is a song about "Chasin ma dream"

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

I'm raisin hell like you when chasin a chocolate parakeet

Raquel treat me like my father like a fucking stranger

Beat dictator dream deflater ma flows the hater creator

But i'm making it, chillin' with my niggas dream chasin' it

And you rap niggas looking funny tryna talk back and shit

Ma raps ma ya go blind

Jimmy back me, child

We out here chasin hoes

X's and o's, you must be the rose

Cause no man's eyes should see what i've seen

Imagine living in a dream

Isabella, ma bella

I try to tell them i'm one of the