This is a song about "I touch you"

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

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

See you, touch you, hear you

Cause when i make this stew

I can't touch her, so for pleasure

It still will come up clever

I was so bad i couldn't touch, taste, hear or see.

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

Ore voir to the doubters, and a punt is every challenge

Does getting this prestige disease mean even you have lost touch?

Is written in our souls, africa

Climb through ya window i bet i touch ya.

And touch down when i role into town.

I pray you send an angel down