This is a song about "Gotcha"

I say my prayers cause this life ain’t fair

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

Wouldn't try the game if i didn't think i could, gotcha career piled up like some

Probably banging in your sister with my children swimming in her system

Gotcha crashing, no accident

If you ever feel alone and

The know, smooth as dough, gotcha checking in yo

When people wore pajamas and lived life slow

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

I gotcha frozen in fear, only need one bullet in the chamber

I already gotcha,

Yeah, one time for the

Gotcha girl bobbin and weaving

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring