This is a song about "Man hands"

In the t.dot i'm a soldier with ranks

You will join, into destiny's hands

Got my head in my hands.

I'm popping rubber bands

I ain't gotta try, work my hands

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Hands so slender, correction she's my

God damn it, i'm one hell of a guy

I got a green bag with them blue strands

Ur strength slipping from both hands/

We getting money, you can face the facts

Other people are wringin their hands