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

Sitting on the world, i got life in my hand

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

If you ever feel alone and

With a blunt in there hand,

Left the keys in the van, with a gat in each hand

Know there's a barbed wire that's always in your past

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

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

I can make the clouds jealous nigga i am that fly

*bleep* a creep in diguise cussin to the gods up high,

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

Hand to hand in the cold

Even now i keep a frown when i come arounddon't ask me about tha past

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

Walter payton mercedez, sweetness in every ride

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