This is a song about "Hold"

// [you can hold all the cards]

Finish line with the tire marks

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

And run away, because hip hop couldnt hold

They say nothings ever free

Wait hold up, now i'm ready

Chilldren hold on to yo teddy

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

She leave her hair in the sink

Hold off, we're not finished

// [you can hold all the cards]

I got these tats all on my arms

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold

After every show, a dream she hold