This is a song about "Catching body"

They say nothings ever free

Mind out of my body

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

Shoes that i stole off your dead 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

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

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

While y’all foreplay i punt that, four downs

Catching the shit from all these fucking clowns

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

They at the same spot they making no progress

Never tame to any part of the body/

Puffin’ on that garlic, cigar full of marley

I'm in some high definition, and my drift is catching

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring