This is a song about "Hand in hand"

So rest in peace in my hand

Enforce, i'm elegant and

In left hand mic,in right a viper.

I’m the king of rock, there is none higher

Unify them, mob through, take over and

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

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

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

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

Nah me and rap go hand in hand like jeckel and hyde,

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

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

The world in my wallet, the universe in my hand

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

Say she like my style but i talk too fast

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