This is a song about "U like touching boys"

If ballin’ was a crime, i’d be in jail

Music touching kids like sandusky is out on bail

The girls do not bother me but the boys cannot buzz off like a bee

Everybody watching while you touching real money

Like a boxer i leave u flat out

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

Drink it up boys, like pepsi,

I reel them in, goadomes on see

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

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

I don't know why the industry wanna keep me a secret

Im obvious-ly bright..u like chris brown....u goin blonde(blind) an shit,

Cancerous/ got u thinking about kemo/ got u lost like nemo/ on edge like primo/

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

U feeling guilty like u ve done some crime.and u aint got that rhyme..

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine