This is a song about "Cop chase"

Ever since grandma died, everyone parted ways

When you try to run, you know i'm gonna chase

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Tryin' to chase rap, gotta move asap

Pass that, catch back, fast that

Imma cop me a rocket

Slow and steady wins this race

Henny in my cup don't need no chase

I get that work from my face

Everyone needs something to chase

So they just keep going, saying nigga in his face

Golden title is the only thing i chase.

Sweet, okay makes sense

That's why, the chase is on [x3]

Come see real niggas on my team

I gotta chase after this dream