This is a song about "Getting chased by plod"

Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him

Leanin'/ mentally getting numb by that purple potion

I mean he got chased by cops, while they all shot tasers at him

They label me a backpackin' nigga on fashion

I'll take you out shorty but let me know its mine

No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

How does it feel getting beat by paper and scissors?

Free earl, that's the fucking shit

I had a dream, and i chased it,

If they got kids looks like they'll be getting looked after by there next of kin

But buy a .44, blasting at playa haterswanting more with a thug passion

I had a dream, and i chased it,

In the midst of a fire pit