This is a song about "Jeremy hand"

Hand over the knife please

Got her going down, no teeth

Roll up niggas be like sex

You're just hand clapping for yourself

Got so much power in my hand

They could never understand

I just write that right by a mic stand

Jeans rolled up switch blade in my hand

But never that, i'm hungry for success and i never fast

Than blam, it accidentally blasts out from my hand

Whether you rhyme slow or the beat fast

So rest in peace in my hand

Trying hard to speak and

To get to hold your hand

Box of chocalates right in your hand.

Follow your heart you’ll make that fast