This is a song about "Touch"

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

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

Though i'm chasing dreams i don't ever care for sleeping much

But i'm a serial killer, emotions never been in touch

Raised by a momma who, who

See you, touch you, hear you

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

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

I can't touch her, so for pleasure

Get high together, left ny together

Tryin' to make iti only got one chance

Of your image, your touch, your laugh

Can't touch me, can't even close

I gotta teach hoes