This is a song about "Nice touch"

I'm just trying to focus

No one can fucking touch us

Pessimistic we are, carry odds like luggage

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

Nice flow / my minds dope

I know you just doing your job

Cause we done did that

And he'll touch your knee cap

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

Nice hotel, nice weed, nice beer, nice ass

No defroster can touch me

Summertime in the city

I’m on these niggas mind like lice

Don't tail me, nah i won't play nice

So y'all can cope n' touch

When my competition ain't much