This is a song about "I touch you"

Every time my feet touch ground you know it's a touchdown,

Barely breathin tryin to keep from gettin shot down

I can't touch her, so for pleasure

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

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

You oughta see this, my modded sneaker is often three much

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

And didn't try to keep in touch i guess you never missed me

Cause when i win this shit free they think i’m oprah's cousin

If you have to touch hardware i feel bad for you son

Cause you still can't touch me

But am i less holy

Lying to yourself, all over an image

The way i drop your spine like i got maestro's touch