This is a song about "Touch n go"

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Tried to lock my fucken door n go praying

Y'all be in love, like the howard crowd

This touch n go, hoping that life comes around

Put my arms around you n never let go,

My liver's cold, i got the frigid flow

Can't talk much cuz he stalk touch

I created this image

A dollar might say fuck them niggas that you came with that's just how i feel

Relax then go back to rappad n write more spits/im a horde a lord of this here

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again

Because what you did made me go away after a little touch in the flame

Chica-go-getter from odd future, used to ride solo

We bone em like thugs n harmony nash em and go

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

I'ma go so hard on your head, you be feeling like you're high 'n' shit