This is a song about "Tummy touching"

Music touching kids like sandusky is out on bail

Fuck a deal, i just want my father's email

Did you have fun?cause i'mma need a cab just to get me homemaybe you could call in sick

Throw a rhyme every line,can't follow a theme, fuck a bitch,in her tummy. my dick

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

U think you're funny?,i don’t know why i can’t laugh, come tickle ma tummy,

Nigga, this nigga's forehead is so fuckin' big

Fear touching the bones leaving me pale almost inorganic/

Tryna find a way ball without touching the court

He pushing cause his goal's to be higher with the lord

I feel something change in the weather, and i’m home, home, home

With no food in your tummy and nobody to lend you a loan

Why we call them hoes bitchesand maybe this might help you understand

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

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

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