This is a song about "Dating a chase"

So you frantically start dating looking for somebody,

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

I’m a sinner, jesus christ, please forgive me for my ways

Gun to my waist heart beating like im in a mutha fuckin chase

Everyone needs something to chase

Got fixation for that home simpson phrase

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

This ain't no race, its a chase through cyberspace.

A wanted nuisance grab the noose and get ya chase on

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

You run i chase ends in a blood covered face

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

And any connotation is viewed many ways

But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess

Is it a chase and every day's book stress?