This is a song about "Vibrating hands"

I got a green bag with them blue strands

Imagine life in a maniacs hands,

She never ready to go so she forever come

Now put dem hands up hands up when i'm brandishing a weapon,

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

I welcome with my hands,

That hands you weed and alcohol

That gal want me ride har

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

I'm popping rubber bands

Now don’t it sound legendary

That's why my hands stay ready

Got my head in my hands.

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

You will join, into destiny's hands