This is a song about "Hold hands"

We getting money, you can face the facts

You will join, into destiny's hands

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

Shame on ya'll, you tryna ball with the game on pause

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

Wished you felt warm and hold hands with hope and escape through the storm

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

Fascinated her, discriminated school boy

I welcome with my hands,

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

Ur strength slipping from both hands/

I'm popping rubber bands

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

Yet, it is forever and a day to forgive and forget one

Let's hold hands as we sittin on the swing sets,

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