This is a song about "Tracking"

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

Cracking throat,scrambling papers,to capture the fame,tracking my veins,

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

Racking paper, i'm tracking money dog/

Curl up like big worm when i drop

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Wasting talent, packing to go tracking.