This is a song about "Catch"

House hidden, drop tops the sofas match

Throw a grenade at ya, can you catch?

This one right here for polo

I catch a cold from my fridgid flow,

Flash that arm with that hammer catch

Lv on my feet with a belt to match

Fuck fame, fuck money

Feds will never catch me,

Yeah, i know, that's what they all say

Like im bout catch, a halfway

Real light jab to opponents

You ll catch some mean lumps

Catch a nigga shoot him from behind

I got a lot on my mind

But aye, catch z's after intermission

I’m smoother than alopecia skin