This is a song about "Me chasing fame"

Limelight, my mind's racing faced with these dreams we chasing/

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

All this bull shit aint gonna stop me from chasing dreams

That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets

I felt like non-fame and game were chains, shackled me,

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Fame made me self-absorbed mesmerized by the gold i wore

Controling my steamknowing my team to deserve more

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Boy im out here chasing money

Ignore cus she mad again, then i hit her back again

Ion let commercials play me, neva eva chased the fame...

Purposely chasing us

I wouldn't be famous

I'm after you bringing traffic through

But now i regret chasing behind you