This is a song about "Hand job"

All this paper i fold

Hand to hand in the cold

Uhh! yeah smokin yeah i should stop

Hand on knob, gotta do the job

If thats your job, call me the saboteur.

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

Celebrate the very day that she get past

When they give the grammy in my hand.

For 5 grand, with intentions to expand

Come take my hand (come take my hand)

I'll smack you with either hand

For the one night stand

And you have a job choppin' up wood!

We was loonie i suppose, you could