This is a song about "Holding my hand"

When they give the grammy in my hand.

Yeah talking boutbad bitch,good weed,purple drank

Than blam, it accidentally blasts out from my hand

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

Whether you rhyme slow or the beat fast

Jeans rolled up switch blade in my hand

Never bad-handing nothing, therefore i grind

Holding sway over my body and mind

Never let the game play youand for the fame

Billboards, rap sheets, and studios holding my name

D12 who conveyed messages while holding hand grenades

I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

But i ain't holding back even though it left my shoulders crushed,

Billboards, rap sheets, and studios holding my name

But lemme tell you that them heels really complement your frame