This is a song about "Hands off"

Remove their hands, they got none

I told him get his 9 and run

That photograph is fading

My hands wont stop shaking

I welcome with my hands,

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Ur strength slipping from both hands/

I'm popping rubber bands

I ended someones life with these two hands

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

It's a hard time keeping my hands off the drugs

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

That's why my hands stay ready

On they twitter writing novels, see