This is a song about "Hold hands"

Hold up, hold up, hold up, popped a molly (popped a molly)

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

So press your lips to mines, take my hands and hold them tight

And good henny make a nigga just want you tonight

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

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

I got a green bag with them blue strands

They keep trying to hold me back but i snap their hands off

My self esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws

Put your rapping on hold,

But for long time i had gone cold