This is a song about "Pursuit"

And formulation violation in pursuit of validation

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

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

Currently in pursuit of currency and with certainty

Through the years tryin to stack a little green

Asking him to pursuit my dream

True emotions evoke during a man’s pursuit.

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

A young naive obnoxious youth, the cops in hot pursuit,

Where's my inhaler? i think i'm gonna puke

In a drug-dealing locked car with the police in hot pursuit,

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

Life, love, pursuit of happiness, doing nothing is the definition of absurd madness

Tryin to torture em to tell, i'm gettin mailbut ain't nobody sayin much, the same old nuts