This is a song about "Hold the cold one"

One day that could all fall down, to gats they hold up on us,

Pay him some attention, he's smart and he's genius

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

Maybe its god putting the good things on hold.

Been the type to hold grudges forever

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Hand to hand in the cold

I mean of course just the same old

So wheres the one that'll hold me down till the end

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Talking real grizzy,never seen a pistol nor hold one i make this real easy

Somebody hold the banana, clip

I’m first class on my trip trip