This is a song about "Handy"

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

For the emcees, i'm dissin' yo, but no hate is handy,

Money long from here to japan

But he ain't no handy man

Not only do i enlighten but i provide a tan

No handy manny but i'ma let my tool bang

You pissing on randy you ain't handy you're a bluff...

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

We den turnt it up now it's at the max

The bullets come handy callem handicaps

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Now attackin' my best friend? think your shit is handy?

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

I slip my handymen's, handy manny's banana in...

Me i'mma still be a player, all day baby

With your girl gettin' handy, but you know how she can be