This is a song about "Dylon hand"

Next thing you know things got out of hand

Enforce, i'm elegant and

Hand and hand they fade away to another land

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

The walls i couldn't break em or take em apart with a tank

Stackin' plaques, platinum tracks with crack and gats in hand,

Me and rap go hand in hand like bonnie and clyde,

Vertebrae snapped, gats...huh, i swerve em right

Jeans rolled up switch blade in my hand

600 benz, house six hundred grand

But the plan is to show you that i understand

Things are better rough, your boyfriend's would know first hand/

An old woman came by, holding a duck in her left hand

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

Than blam, it accidentally blasts out from my hand

When miles davis cuttin lose with the band