This is a song about "Tortoise chasing an apple"

I'm done chasing you and being loyal

I'm stuck in triangles, looking for my angel

Malcolm x, by any means

In aberdeen chasing dreams

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one

Chasing lettuce with rebels avoiding temples no heaven

She got a nice swag, and the apple bottom like that apple like mac

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Boy im out here chasing money

Purposely chasing us

See i'm breathing for a purpose

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

My time with this bullshit i'm chasing