This is a song about "Holding you"

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

Always holding the world on my shoulder

You thought i wasn't ready, there's no holding it in, it done left me,

Lately i been stressing so i need you like i’m crazy

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

D12 who conveyed messages while holding hand grenades

From you. you're the one holding me back at the club or maybe the pub down the

Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga

Holding on the tsunamis cruise army

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Billboards, rap sheets, and studios holding my name

And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

He is holding your thighs...

Your bitch is a hood bitch you can find up in these streets

With a thousand latinos! holding rakes with leaves!