This is a song about "Palm springs"

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

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

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

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

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

Always in the summer, man, pearl in my palm protecting like it's my life

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

My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom

Initial place wasn't cruel so we oughta bull

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

It's obvious i'm crazy

Height of my lean, tall as a palm tree

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

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don

It's in the palm of your hand now baby

And all women who had light features, see