This is a song about "Paper chase"

I go dough let around, my ho slow head around

Fuck the lame paper, same haters chase me, track us down,

Im always on the yard like farmers

You chase hoes, i chase dollars

Tryin' to chase rap, gotta move asap

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

I guess these major deals ain't all they seem

I gotta chase after this dream

Yea you cant wait to chase

I get that work from my face

The richest place on earth

That try to chase these skirts

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

Now i'm back, but caught in this paper chase trying to make some cash

Never let her slip when it come that paper chase

Nothing but my dreams matterhoping for better days