This is a song about "Dont touch my gangster"

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

Told him don't touch my og kush it's better than your keef

Please sugar don't come alone

Dont let me into my zone

I'm fuckin' paramount, i hope they understand that

They try to say they can rap but dont touch my attack

I'm mental, it's instrumental

Getting in touch with my mental.

To all the sisters with ambition, i see your hustle

Level never will these niggas ever touch my pedestal

My issue isn't televised and you ain't gotta tell the wise

And now with god's touch and healing i can honor my wife.

And how it feels to feel that feeling

My raps so high the touch en the ceiling

I wonder what is in store for us, you my crush, my heart you touch

And i'm so fly i make some homebodies ?? leave the luggage