This is a song about "Getting chased"

I likely will be chased through hell with missiles raining ash,

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

So close now i truly taste it. i had dream, and i chased it.

Statistics say that niggas with no father ain't going to be shit

So close now i truly taste it. i had dream, and i chased it.

You never play with young boys cause they never private

Always knew where the pot was

Shits getting serious.

You're better off getting sued or getting nude

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

I'm getting sick of the bullshit,

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit

Enemies getting closer.

Its four now, the clubs over