This is a song about "No hands"

We getting money, you can face the facts

Imagine life in a maniacs hands,

B.o.b, got the world in my hands/

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

Holding hands, kissing idols.

On the slow jam of love

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Got my head in my hands.

Runnin this bitch, feel like i deserve a medal here

'cuz my life is a car with no hands on the wheel,

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

You will join, into destiny's hands

That hands you weed and alcohol

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

Sweet, okay makes sense

My hands move by themselves