This is a song about "Hand sanitzer"

Say she like my style but i talk too fast

Things are better rough, your boyfriend's would know first hand/

Me and rap go hand in hand like bonnie and clyde,

So my cup is full, too much pain to fight

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

With a blunt in there hand,

Next thing you know things got out of hand

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

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

So rest in peace in my hand

For the one night stand

Two white cups and i got that drank

I write your name on my hand

And i ain't trying to land

Jeans rolled up switch blade in my hand