This is a song about "Touch 11 with your finger"

With ocd yall cant touch me

It's obvious i'm crazy

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

Someone who could calm me with just a touch

And he'll touch your knee cap

It's all good, finna dog that

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

We gonna use a finger and not a thumb

I don't need a bunch of jewels to show you i'm cool

Thinking y'all cant touch this well that's easy with your poor

Of impactful things one can ask for

Fucking u with ma middle finger

Push you into an old lady bagging plastic

Everything freezes, soon as i touch the mic

Middle finger out the window, who wanna fuck with me?

You are water wild so i guess your pussy empty