This is a song about "Holding you in my arms"

Influenced by how you holding the uzi, someone life in ya hand

But never that, i'm hungry for success and i never fast

Had to watch to my own brother die in my arms

T.i. literally wanted to shoot up the charts

For you to hold me in your strong arms

You haters put up your guards

Wrap my arms around you and cuddle.

Lady at the frank stand will

I'm from the tin shacks where mishaps get fixed fast

Your face, the feel of you in my arms i can't

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

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

So strong, was her will to make her home in his arms,

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms