This is a song about "Squid hands"

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

Ur strength slipping from both hands/

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done

Shaking hands, just my hands are shaking 'cause i dance with satan,

That's why my hands stay ready

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Imagine life in a maniacs hands,

I got a green bag with them blue strands

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

The saftey man had it wrong when said youre in good hands

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

I'm with ______ with two blunts in two hands

Trying to get back to this thing called love

Holding hands, kissing idols.

My hands wont stop shaking

Get off a key like i can’t sing