This is a song about "Man hold"

Somebody hold the banana, clip

Of my dick, head, melon off and let it rip

// [you can hold all the cards]

I got these tats all on my arms

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Put her into a sleeper hold,

I mean of course just the same old

Without you here for me to hold

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

Fascinated her, discriminated school boy

Fearin what it show you, reality is gold

And run away, because hip hop couldnt hold

Can you picture my specific plan

I rather hold hand and be your man

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Swisher almost gone, hold on