This is a song about "Tryna chase the cheese mouse money streets music life friends fun moments sadness lose"

Guess it's something like your girl, nigga it ain't came yet

What's the point in true friends if you're going to lose them, i said

Government changed my life to the streets

Mini fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans

Sacred moments, movie screen life thats a bonus

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

They chase you a like mouse in the city of the bronx.

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

Let me enlighten you, i am the brightest of the youth

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

You see i'm tryna get the cheese legitimately

I'm tryna bring back the vibe of hip hop in the streets,

Ain't tryin to be your god, just want to live my dreams

You worthless kid. nigga don't deserve to live

My lady friends never really be into the life