This is a song about "Touching boys"

They just be eager for money they ain't trynna jesus' mother

Missing her beautiful lips touching mine, making her pur

But really i'm just caught in the loop, of understanding the truth

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

Cuz damn that boys mighty fine

Running hip hop like 'pac in his prime

Addicted like boys on needles,

Amen, they say you only live once

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

And even though i try my best i'm never touching the bread,

Life was diggin’ me deeper, i kept on coming up short

Tryna find a way ball without touching the court

Us bitches are learning to run these boys

Simply out of this world by choice

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

I think she's probably done with boys