This is a song about "Catching body"

Never tame to any part of the body/

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Trying to get his life together, or what not

Body after body i just watch them drop

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

Catching the shit from all these fucking clowns

Cops running, thinking its a bloody missing body

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Im throwin' shots to yo body

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

It was time to return the favor, by catching his ass with a surprise

They at the same spot they making no progress

If i got life left i'm not catching my breath

But make sure if they do see

Light skinned hell of a body