This is a song about "Quick hands"

And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick

Doctor: alright but make it quick

Turn up that music

Proved them all wrong right quick.

How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly

Hands so slender, correction she's my

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

Imagine life in a maniacs hands,

But it seems like a scene outta flick

Im new but ill come up quick

When i was 11 got the toolie thick

Killing these niggas off quick

You will join, into destiny's hands

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

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Other people are wringin their hands