This is a song about "Catching"

Catching all these fishhhhh with a rod

Bring the keys, oh my god

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

I don't wanna ever come down from this cloud of loving you

Shout out them strippers who hustle

Catching me is impossible

I'm godbless, i'm success so fuck stress

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

I'm catching sickness everyday, people i know rarely stay.

Every day we fight the system, just to make our way

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

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

I'm not saying to go out and do some stupid shit, commit crimes

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