This is a song about "Hand in hand"

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

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

Fast money like zakat al-fitr, break fast

Come take my hand (come take my hand)

Jeans rolled up switch blade in my hand

No sweat like a headband

Phone in his hand, coffee in his spleen.

Come see real niggas on my team

In my hand theres a nine

And now these hoes are on my line

Shit's a traffic jam, and we bomb pakistan with gats in hand,

Box logo hoodies and goodies from buddies that understand

But my plan is to show you that i understand

Accidents happen when i got the kush in hand

Live by the sword so i've got pencil in hand

When miles davis cuttin lose with the band