This is a song about "Dylon hand"

You always was a black queen, mamai finally understand

He's acting like he knows poverty with that cake in his hand

My reign lulu's son shine

In my hand theres a nine

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

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

Cause there'll never be peace

Hand over the knife please

Hand and hand they fade away to another land

Never gon' see the day that i ain't got the upper hand

With a blunt in there hand,

And bijies like im out and

I'm the reaper cuz have the sithe in my hand

I understand i'm back by popular demand

The truth shall be told

Hand to hand in the cold