This is a song about "Chasing you"

I'm why baby mamas leave

In aberdeen chasing dreams

Chasing lettuce with rebels avoiding temples no heaven

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

Limelight, my mind's racing faced with these dreams we chasing/

How you gonna look in your son's face and turn your back

But now i'm chasing cash/stuntin' on what you wish you had

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

Chasing your dreams instead of chasing a niggas paper

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her