This is a song about "Chasing lincoln s killer"

And spit it the way i do simp-a-ly because i like this song

Out came some shit looking like a lincoln log eight feet long,

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

Chasing the visions of perfect renditions

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

My time with this bullshit i'm chasing

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

Chasing your dreams instead of chasing a niggas paper

I thought i recognized her

She ain't know i was a killer

A lovely outer surface

Purposely chasing us