This is a song about "Everytime we touch"

I see a young teen

Everytime i bring a scheme

That's my mentality everytime when i'm reppin my city

Droppin jackets on the stripper and every single is fifty

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

Cant touch me, homie yousa bitch

This is the shit that is makin' me cynical

Everytime i think of you, even a little

Keep us fresh in our hearts, i thought that we could keep in touch but it wasn't gonna happen though

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

That's why i rhyme like a poet from a prior century

They kept a nigga hand clean everytime it got dirty

So competition cant touch

When my competition ain't much

So y'all can cope n' touch

Life is too much