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

And when i start to rise

There is more in to life

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

Harder niggas try to hate me, they be lovin’ this side

Competition is life, ain't no repetition in mine

I drew designs for consumer's minds so in time

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

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

So rest in peace in my hand

That we can't forget the past

Cause even thugs get lonely, understand

Sitting on the world, i got life in my hand

Boss in my hugo, floss like my tooth hurt

Creyente, believer in gods word

I got the mic up in my hand,

K'naan and wale got money in the bank