This is a song about "Handle me"

Of the vhs especially during sex baby

I just can't handle the fact that you have just left me.

That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette

Cant handle cause knowing me u might get smack upside your head

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

But it was just me handing out new shit you couldn't handle

People say god only gives you what you can handle,

Slip capsules in a glass, she dizzy rascal

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

Taking off into space, gravity cannot handle me

You cant even handle 2 bars

You pull up in parking lots

Started flying off the handle, call me mr sheen

To win today would just seem like a lavish dream

And you cant handle our fame,

Who dat, who dat? bitch i got that flame