This is a song about "Hold the cold one"

I done seen embalming fluid ruin a nigga promise

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

// [you can hold all the cards]

Please correct me, stretch marks

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

My game cold, one degree

Don't let go, just hold on, one day it will be the past and gone (x3)

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

So now i hold, all the tension,

I get special attention

You would never think i would be the one the devil got a hold.

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

Tsa be laughing all them rubbers in your luggage

I, have never been one to hold a grudge