This is a song about "Morpheus tracking"

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

Cracking throat,scrambling papers,to capture the fame,tracking my veins,

I'm morpheus your the one who's got to walk through the door

And wonder why i ain't ever caught that feeling before

Wasting talent, packing to go tracking.

Her phone in the bag, she dancing

Racking paper, i'm tracking money dog/

Separate us, from what jay brought

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes