This is a song about "No hands out"

Aiming at this hoes neck, no hands no triggers

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

I got nice hands nigga eat out my palms

Don't pay for that, double-mg nigga brag about

Damn... no friends, no enemies- i guess they even out

Im no longer alive with out you,

And all the shit you went through

Everyday we party hard like ther ain't no tomorrow

Member no coupon call me a neutron i'll take you out, no

It burns inside everytime i rhyme but i find there's no way out (no way out)

Inside we're all the same, equality is commodity it's not about

No one comes, no one ever watches out,

The game's got cancer, i radiate the crowd

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

Im no longer alive with out you,