This is a song about "Palm"

For every time they see you in the hallway and they slap your palm,

I mean wow and i’m wowed, no one compares, you must have won

Yeah, i've got you right in my palm with a grip that's stronger than a tiger's grip,

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Ya’ll gonna suffer flood if i spit on my palm

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

I'll shoot those lyrics out your palm, never been doubted wrong,

But every time i smoke, well, a nigga mind gone

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

You can never knit the rhymes like me try and get your palm cut

He's tensed up all white with a note in his palm

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don

We can leave before midnight for sure

Riding through palm beach, damn this is a harsh tour.

But that was only one time

When it is in my palm its fine