This is a song about "Guards chase"

I gotta chase after this dream

Caged, and the wonder is seen

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

Janitors and cooks and guards and tellers, that's bad news,

// [you can call out your guards]

Please correct me, stretch marks

Never fucking break,only chilling chase..

If he don't show up, think i can take his place

And pray for better days

Yea you cant wait to chase

I be calling out game like miles at the farms

The guards keep me calm to stop the alarm and firearms

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

Sweet, okay makes sense

They say that i never cease to amaze

Henny in my cup don't need no chase