This is a song about "Hand lotion"

To get to hold your hand

And i ain't trying to land

I mean of course just the same old

Hand to hand in the cold

I write your name on my hand

And bijies like im out and

Jeans rolled up switch blade in my hand

Follow your heart you’ll make that fast

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

Always wanted a piece of the pie, now it’s sliced right

So rest in peace in my hand

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

With nothing but a bottle of skin lotion and barney posters,

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

Hand and hand they fade away to another land