This is a song about "Greedy hands"

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

C.r.e.a.m of the planet, i grew up in streets controlled by greedy bandits

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

I'm popping rubber bands

I welcome with my hands,

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Remove their hands, they got none

Tryna find the one

I don't share im greedy. call me selfish. bitch you don't wanna see me.

If we do the unthinkable would it make us look crazy

Hands so slender, correction she's my

I wonder why, i sit and cry

I just want perfection. i hope that that don't make me greedy

Black tear compliment my black lips in the lamborghini

I'mma sip moscato and you gon' lose them pants

I ended someones life with these two hands