This is a song about "Catching bodys"

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

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

Ay when we first met you was too tense for me to get through

To you that after this you'd be through, like catching bird flu two

Everything is good but these haters wish i would stop

Cause everytime i grab the mic i make bodys rock

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Maybe so, there is no laying low, we all part of the show, are y'all catching my

Catching all these fishhhhh with a rod

I'd rather not live like there isn't a god

A criminal grind mean hustle

Catching me is impossible

I went slow, and said go low go low, so i did and than are bodys went in a perfect flow,

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Some say skillz is the reason why these nigas catching feelings.