This is a song about "Touching boys"

Fear touching the bones leaving me pale almost inorganic/

Here's my heart you can hold it, i won't need it on this road trip

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Boys tell me they love me

I think she's probably done with boys

Simply out of this world by choice

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

Call me sandusky, my work touching

My game tighter than bitches that ain't fuck in forever

Missing her beautiful lips touching mine, making her pur

Me, going to lose? i'll kill you without touching you, verbal abuse/

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

Could you tell me where to go? i need direction

Landed on my ass not even touching the ghosts skin

But they just ran away,when they heard siren noise

The dirty south boys,i just thank god i made it out boys,