This is a song about "Touching myself"

Which means she ain't never hear nothing

Quit touching, we ain't hugging.

But i remember to myself

I like rollin' with friends

I think you and your friends

Relying on myself

While you mothafuckas waiting, i be off the slave ship

Fear touching the bones leaving me pale almost inorganic/

They asking me to be myself

I'm on deck i'm up next

Sweet, okay makes sense

Never stood up for myself

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

I'm a mob by myself/

Yeah, that there is a fight in itself

I'd fucking murder myself!