This is a song about "Chasing the dream"

Man up girl nigga, i don't give a fuck

Chasing after dough i'm the big fucking buck

I don't do the chasing hun, i'm a made killer

Dream of the fame or a ring on her finger

But i don’t know what the fuck you keep chasing

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

As i lie and cheat my way to the american dream

Now i was dreaming bout a deal at the age of thirteen

Chasing after a dream lining up the tackle

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

As three years ago when i started chasing the flame,

I don't toot my own horn but i'm a cold train

We self-made but never is an i on the team

The wu tang clan's 36 chambers, that was a dream,

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

The future's supposedly scary, that i won't ever live my dream