This is a song about "Chasing paper"

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper,

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper.

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Chasing the visions of perfect renditions

Chasing after dough i'm the big fucking buck

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup

Tripped, racing ya self trynna chase the paper

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Who dat, who dat? i got them saying

My time with this bullshit i'm chasing

Slip capsules in a glass, she dizzy rascal

Chasing after a dream lining up the tackle

Now im dreaming chasing

I got them saying