This is a song about "Hold my hands"

All this paper i fold

Ya whats my future hold/

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

That's why my hands stay ready

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Got my head in my hands.

For the dough you'll be like doe, stuck at home

Live long in the hands of my own, 

Hands so slender, correction she's my

Them other niggas smoke, they ain't this high

I am legend, a snicker dick in a vanilly chick

My weapons and red hands express i'm psychotic,

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

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Both my hands itching just like poison ivy,