This is a song about "Catching"

The-na-ture-of-the-world-to-day, the nature of the world today

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

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

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

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

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

Yeah nigga!ay, but peep how my nigga syke do it to you

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

Catching me is impossible

As i light one for ill will

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

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

Catching all these fishhhhh with a rod

I gotta know if it's real or not