This is a song about "Caught"

Caught up inside this mental prison

Perfect 10 and lord knows that i need one

Someone always getting shot, the killer doesn't get caught

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

And that i spent the night with her

But then it caught on fire

I love the way you walk

Gettin caught by the cop

Std’s, she’s caught them all,

Hands up, throw me up against the wall

Killed a cop and didn't get caught

But it don't matter i'm a cool shot

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck

And you you're so caught up

Hell, probably be scott-free, doubt i'd be duly caught

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot