This is a song about "Watch them hands"

Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim

Getting better and better watch them scream my name

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

Ur strength slipping from both hands/

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

Imagine life in a maniacs hands,

Who endorse them, should pull the plug and stick a fork in them

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

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Got my head in my hands.

I got a lot of them, watch me back 'em up

Entrance no charge cause we late to the club

My name is timb aka thomas crown

Timing them wrist watch down

But if you bullshit i leave you with a white girl

You're the north wind in my sails, now watch them unfurl