This is a song about "Paper chasin"

I chill now, cop a lil' ice later

You never tasted paper

Got older and corrupted, soon chasin big asses/

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

You never leave your house no more unless you chasin.

Goddamn, the boy's back

Yo, heres a paper bag,

Can't stop paper chasin' dreamin' i am mad rich

Quick, cause working in a drought is a bitch

Left me like a blank white paper

Took the van, went snatch her

Im chasin my dream gettin it by means

Cause after all the lights and screams

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

Tripped, racing ya self trynna chase the paper