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

Made it out naija with nothing in the bank

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

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

Box logo hoodies and goodies from buddies that understand

Becoming one of the best is one of my doubts in life

That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin' sellin' lies

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

So many gods of rap, think i'm in ancient greece

In my hand theres a nine

If they find that stash box just one time

Ain't nothing changed since the sadder day, dig

My decline in life is something most tragic

You're dealt a random hand in life, you don't control the cards

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

I got the mic up in my hand,

Got racks you don’t understand