This is a song about "Hold your hand"

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

I write your name on my hand

Cause we done did that

Play your hand, i'm made to rap;

You can't learn if mistakes ain't made

- with no bait, kid your boy hold weight

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

So close your eyes and hold your breath,

She said i'm ready to fuck

Slit your hand, sign this in blood,

And if i lose my mental, just hold my hand

Yeah talking boutbad bitch,good weed,purple drank

On these jealous ass coward cuz they evil and fake

If you hand me your shit i toss your demo tape

Just put your hand on the glass

Except she's got a little more ass