This is a song about "Catch these hands"

B.o.b, got the world in my hands/

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Wash the blood of your fucking hands

We getting money, you can face the facts

Catch a opp in one minuet

And if you had more street cred then you'd be dead

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

Ur strength slipping from both hands/

When i'm seen in that, they gon snatch

You might decline the hit list's catch

I'm popping rubber bands

I welcome with my hands,

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

I'm with ______ with two blunts in two hands