This is a song about "Hands"

Wash the blood of your fucking hands

In the t.dot i'm a soldier with ranks

Cuz the way her eyes glance like they playing in my pants

Believed that blacks could unite with the whites together and shake hands

I'm popping rubber bands

I welcome with my hands,

My shit hair-burning, you not even a lil’ tan

Joseline hernandez, watch them hands, man

Got my head in my hands.

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

I welcome with my hands,

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

If there’s a shining star

That hands you weed and alcohol

I was born to do the damn thing

My hands wont stop shaking