This is a song about "Life is in gods hand"

Eleven years old why so young. is this gods plan for me,

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change

All i hand is, losses i ain't even give bandages, the fucks in a rampage

If they find that stash box just one time

In my hand theres a nine

Bullets in ya hand bitch

I created this image

Not a drink -- two chicks that flip acid fast

When they give the grammy in my hand.

Influenced by how you holding the uzi, someone life in ya hand

Told the fucking faculty that he was at a meeting and

I just shake dice

There is more in to life

With a blunt in there hand,

Got racks you don’t understand