This is a song about "Jeremy hand"

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

Hand and hand they fade away to another land

To get to hold your hand

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

Bullets in ya hand bitch

And she stripping, go to college

I start to think it's all planned

Got so much power in my hand

Whatever it takes to live and stand

Box of chocalates right in your hand.

Hand to hand in the cold

Is a space that now you hold

If you ever feel alone and

I write your name on my hand

My uncle doing life, inside prison he wasn't wrapped too tight

Nah me and rap go hand in hand like jeckel and hyde,