This is a song about "Hand washing"

When they give the grammy in my hand.

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

Sniffing his dirty washing!

I do the right thing

In my hand theres a nine

But that was only one time

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

Told the fucking faculty that he was at a meeting and

Than blam, it accidentally blasts out from my hand

His wifey fuck with me and really he don't understand

Trip, and then you never snitch

Bullets in ya hand bitch

600 benz, condo six hundred grand

I write your name on my hand