This is a song about "Holding hands"

Going at it holding orange coals, tryna cope

I grew up looking up to niggas that was selling coke

Thought this was forever love

To the kids holding liquor bottles.

Holding on the tsunamis cruise army

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Ive been rollin with my hands

I got a green bag with them blue strands

Our hands tight holding, the river calm flowing/ wishing for you, that dandelion im blowing/

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Imagine life in a maniacs hands,

You got me in a trance, please take off your pants

Nigga don't know how to rap but i'm in the game

Billboards, rap sheets, and studios holding my name

Billboards, rap sheets, and studios holding my name

Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim