This is a song about "Don t touch me"

Like stealing honey, call me winnie t. pooh

Of the picture punchline figured out, ahh i get you

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

She's a part time

Cause you still can't touch me

But make sure if they do see

Now you speaking my language

Cant touch me, homie yousa bitch

Boys don seen me. fly so high i need stop it hell is my

And that they love to see us all go to prison or die

Someone who could calm me with just a touch

Cuz i acknowledge i am far more knowledge

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

See 'n agree me on b. b. c or m. t. v.

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

Hey zach i know like me. i don,t not like you. you need alone now