This is a song about "Police chase"

Running around the streets screaming fuck the police

Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies

When you try to run, you know i'm gonna chase

It came to the point he couldn't look 'em in the face

Running around the streets screaming fuck the police

When you rapping how you rapping, bitches pack up and leave

So imma chase money all day

If you didn't know i feel this way

Tryin' to chase rap, gotta move asap

Fuck sara lee, mrs. smith; you the pie lady

As much as i wanna leave

By a gang called the police

Everyone needs something to chase

They say that i never cease to amaze

It'll last for all these crazy days

Phones booming got the police on the chase,