This is a song about "Paper chasing"

And if you got money man the head is amazing

But i don’t know what the fuck you keep chasing

Yeah, that shit look like tissue paper,

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Tripped, racing ya self trynna chase the paper

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

My time with this bullshit i'm chasing

Chasing after a dream lining up the tackle

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Boy im out here chasing money

Hopin' that my niggas see

I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper.

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Chasing your dreams instead of chasing a niggas paper