This is a song about "Hold it down"

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate

And do or die crucify hold me down never control my fate

I hold it down, but you was just unaware,

No need to trip, you can tell em that i’m cool as hell

Fuckin' with my people well that's called the heath ledge

So i grab her by the hands and hold her down to the bench

Threw it down in anger, stomping down

Can't smile, take a picture, gotta frown

Hold the mike i gotta rip it while it's hot, skeet drop

Bout peppermint schnapps in junior high hit the block

It was my heart that couldn't hold the feelings back

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

Or you can do better on some hate shit

...i hold my city up...then rest on it......

It's just my soda mixed with brown

Gave it all up, laid it all down