This is a song about "Catch up tv"

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

I miss my cable tv

They like talking, its like gossip

The longer you sleep the more i catch up

Shawty you about to fuckin catch fire and blow up

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

But i wont be playin catch up or gettin mash up,

Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck

Or that you picked up the way to be real in somewhere tv-land along the way?

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

Say what you wanna but

Like ash and just catch em all up

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

Life's boring when you catch up, keep with the chase,

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

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck