This is a song about "You catching it"

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

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

Don't you ever forget it

I'm on my uk shit

A criminal grind mean hustle

Catching me is impossible

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

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house

Catching the shit from all these fucking clowns

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

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

Should you choose to accept it

Yeah, rack, rack city shit