This is a song about "Hold the cold one"

Please correct me, stretch marks

// [you can hold all the cards]

Damn i’m no good, but damn it’s so good

Rap game on hold all for the kid

// [you can hold all the cards]

You haters put up your guards

This is everything that we call hype

The woods are dark and its a cold, cold night,

Maybe its god putting the good things on hold.

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

You're sure to catch her witcha one day boy

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

On my back boy, holla back boy

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