This is a song about "Wash you hands"

That you thought were smart, until they had a brain wash,

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

That's all a nigga needs, i get through without food

Don't you hate it when you forget to wash your skin suit

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

And if you wanna be famous, put your hands in my anus

Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss

Hands off the wheel now you really pissed me off,

Hands off the wheel now you really pissed me off,

I'mma need two mics just to get my point across

My hands shaking static cause this diss made you panic

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Our hands tight holding, the river calm flowing/ wishing for you, that dandelion im blowing/

Gold chains, 24, niggas must be shinin' more

You will see a body wash up on shore