This is a song about "Holding on to his love"

Yeah late at night, when i got the phone call and made a right

As death was holding' onto his soul the ''light'' came to sight

On the way to his house i got in the unlocked door and went straight to his room

I told him i was ready to go, as i walked out of the classroom

Not w/ your niece on your lap holding you down

You know you stuntin’ a break – uh break- breakdown

And when money is plenty, a lot of nigga's is friendly

Could never get a girl to love him, too much fat on his belly

Holding on the tsunamis cruise army

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

All the shit that his dealing on his own, if only he had a friend to phone

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

But you never come when you period is five days

The child was holding her finger with a smile on his face...