This is a song about "Touchin lovin"

Ten more depending on where wale going

You gone make me feel the lovin

Martial law yea boy i'm lovin it

Hop on twitter, perpetrate we doing big shit

Into the hills of goldand peace to this young warrior

Have her touchin her toes on the back of the two seater/

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

You gone make me feel the lovin

Why don't we try and be a lovin' population

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

Statistics say that niggas with no father ain't going to be shit

The politicians and rich executives sit back, just lovin' it,