This is a song about "My hands are lethal"

Get a whole lot of you-know and she bald like an eagle

With this shit comes evil and of course the guns, the ones that are lethal.

Me and my pupils is mutual they not focused as me though

Just like some niggas say they got bullets my hands are ammo

Other people are wringin their hands

I got a green bag with them blue strands

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

I'm lethal that's why it's illegal to write my novels

The ones you trust to lead your country are lethal people

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

Now war missiles hand guns and grenades

Are your hands still shaking? are those aids?

My spit is deadly, this shit is lethal

No one that's breathin' is seen as an equal

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

I ain't gotta try, work my hands