This is a song about "Edward scissor hands"

Shaking hands, just my hands are shaking 'cause i dance with satan,

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

Scissor hands slice it up like spicy subway sandwiches.

Like a condom that's scuffed up, i'm the wrong one to fuck with

In the t.dot i'm a soldier with ranks

I ended someones life with these two hands

Why you call me back? don't lie

Hands so slender, correction she's my

Either take me in heaven and understand i was a sheep

Or slowly scissor cut you in to quarter portions to eat

Wash the blood of your fucking hands

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

That's why my hands stay ready

But make sure if they do see

Now put dem hands up hands up when i'm brandishing a weapon,

I'm catching myself depositing these feelings she withdraw from