This is a song about "Touching myself"

I'd fucking murder myself!

So hold back ya tears

Growing up by myself

I'm on deck i'm up next

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

But no profits when atc be touching the d

Tell them niggas we coming

Quit touching, we ain't hugging.

Forever blastin'bitches ain't ready for this thug passion

Landed on my ass not even touching the ghosts skin

I got 20 thousand views of french itself

I lost hope almost roped myself

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

But i remember to myself

Fuck jealous from myself

I think you and your friends