This is a song about "Hold your hand"

I write your name on my hand

I start to think it's all planned

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

Gun in my hand cuz thats what i choose to hold

Two white cups and i got that drank

Box of chocalates right in your hand.

Play your hand, i'm made to rap;

I just wanna be higher than that

Understand in my hand i hold the whole world, a wonderland

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

I rather hold hand and be your man

Can you picture my specific plan

Call me diabolic best hand over your wallet

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that