This is a song about "Back hand"

I’m coming back like light-skin and

Box of chocalates right in your hand.

Back hand ya with a jackhammer, flip it, get it sick as fuck,

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

While i’m somewhere in the back, getting blowed like a blunt

I give politicians back-hand bribes, we have a covenant,

Got so much power in my hand

I got weed, hash; when i breeze past, breathe fast

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

Jeans rolled up switch blade in my hand

Hand to hand in the cold

I mean of course just the same old

Next thing you know things got out of hand

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

Enforce, i'm elegant and

I'll smack you with either hand