This is a song about "Hold"

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Put your rapping on hold,

Hold up , you see us

Where i'm from they is ruthless

And hold them captive like bane

I say i’m wrong, you say come again

Please correct me, stretch marks

// [you can hold all the cards]

You haters put up your guards

// [you can hold all the cards]

Hold up i'm your baby.

Do you think i'm crazy

Somebody hold the banana, clip

Fuck it turn my mic up a lil bit

Hold up call it prime time, hold up i'm a mob bomb.

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom