This is a song about "Hold life"

Without you here for me to hold

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

And hold them captive like bane

I can make it rain

Hold off, we're not finished

Real nigga, that's just how i'm built

Finish line with the tire marks

// [you can hold all the cards]

But i think i like that, just maybe

Hold up i'm your baby.

Wait hold up, now i'm ready

I'd done stacked many

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

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

The truth shall be told

Ya whats my future hold/