This is a song about "Catching body s"

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Bad, just like an 80's car

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

S queezys very bold

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

So don't be acting shyi run my fingers through your hairthen i lay you on the bed

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

It´s the battle of life

Then put it into sex drive

Rioting with two .45's on me residing to the side of me like body guards who'd fight for me//

Niggas can't see mei dedicate this to you punk motherfuckers!this one's for you, big baby

Thanks to you, d p s drowns!

Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house