This is a song about "Catch up tv 4od"

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace

Would catch up to you, pac and biggie, reminisce on memories,

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

You're behind in the game, you need to play some catch up

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

Catch you at the red light, have em screamin' “caine get up"

On they twitter writing novels, see

I miss my cable tv

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

Im on another level, and your winded trying to catch up

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

But if i catch back up with you, i'l crack the backs off all of you

That's what's up! i'll catch your wackness fresh on a camera

Your a shell of a mani lost respect for you nigga

I don't gotta move to catch up to your pace

Put expressions in their music and create the face