This is a song about "Wanna touch your boobs"

And there's little to be glad for

Wanna confess to your lover

Your touch makes me burn up inside

Focus let me show you the light

Your last wish, wanna dance?

For setting up traps

I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt

Just know this text i built, to touch your heart and be felt

The plight of a rapper or whatever

Put your hands down dad don't fuckin touch her

I still got my nike boots

You aint strapped like saggy boobs

Rather live alone forever than live a lie

Your words are tight, not gonna lie, so fly they touch the sky,

I don't need a bunch of jewels to show you i'm cool

Thinking y'all cant touch this well that's easy with your poor