This is a song about "You have to catch me first"

You have underestimated your first impression of me

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

I know it's hard but who does god choose to go through it worst

To give you all a fuck, i guess i'd have to go and find it first,

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

Now you have to bury me to!

I don't hear no talking, we just hear them barking

Nobody to catch me im free falling

From the passion, ya hands reaching for the sheets to grab

You gon’ mess around and make me catch a body like that

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Used to catch you braggin about me daily.

Or something that you paid for

You might catch me later

First things first, i need you to forgive

Take her back to where i live