This is a song about "Hand"

Hand to hand in the cold

Is a space that now you hold

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

And in my mind's eye i see this place, the players go in fast

No key for release

Hand over the knife please

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

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

Tearstained and they hand out advice

Got so much power in my hand

They could never understand

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

Gettin' highwhite boys done wrecked their shittryin to check my ride