This is a song about "Handed"

Handed me the money, started sucking me off

My self esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws

Make positivity available with what i'm handed

We exclusive, they be talking but they never do shit

And not to be candid, and this is rather heavy handed

You by the cooler yea you niggas don't get no tick

Like im just a phase, who can be handed off with no cause

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

Enslavement until payment handed over by federal agents

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Have a toast for tha homiessee we both gotta die

Handed him her money, – sniffed -, and now she was fly

She knows you masturbate left handed

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that