This is a song about "Touching bums"

I don't like you touching my things that's why i'm cursing and swearing

Ain't get my message, was no signal when i was texting

And i ain't tripping, my only competition’s the mirror

Missing her beautiful lips touching mine, making her pur

Packing guns, n' tackling bums.

But most times darling the sequel sucks

And one day you'll get my all, it's insha'allah.. wale

Music touching kids like sandusky is out on bail

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

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

Dont vibe with bums... i'll bite my tongue and rip it out

Don't pay for that, double-mg nigga brag about

And my feet are chained up to my own neck without ever touching this land

Hustlin' in each and every ghetto with a mic in my hand

Fear touching the bones leaving me pale almost inorganic/

Didn't know her but i'm confirming that she sure gurgled dick