This is a song about "Holding"

Hopped up holding an axe and saw

See, i'm a nigga with no flaw

You know i want a piece of that pie

Holding those same doubts, asking god why.

With a thousand latinos! holding rakes with leaves!

I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

Holding hands, kissing idols.

I don't really know what's holding you

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

Billboards, rap sheets, and studios holding my name

Enough to drive a man insane, a woman insane

He's holding vendetta against this bitch because

Ironic cause your lipstick is red, of course