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

Bitch i'll touch the flesh in your spleen.

Weed they can't fuck with, i'm puffin a.c. green

Your touch makes me burn up inside

Living my life like i'm living right

Shoot till there ain't shit left in the clip

What do you think? in your finger tip,

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

He's even typing these lyrics with his finger all stitched

Can't touch me i'm out your reach, denied

Over me the same peeps that have died

Leave you with more than stitches when my trigger finger itches

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Bend over touch your toes ,then drop with it

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

Before i get to t.i.a. i'm sure to make her rain

Its my trigger finger just slit when i aim