This is a song about "Our hands tight holding the rivers calmly flowing"

Yeah ballgame, i swear the hoes wasn’t in my plans

Why do we flee instead of holding our stance?

Blue ball, who fault? mine, only cause i stick around

Kid, with my man theory holding me down, with our crown

Our hands tight holding, the river calm flowing/ wishing for you, that dandelion im blowing/

All you niggas getting killed with your mouths opentrying to come up off of me, you in the clouds hoping

Kicked the chair out, just sit tight

But who gives a fuck you here tonight

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

Spit calmly, the market only gave out tickets

Calmly set the mic down and i promise i won't snatch it

Pete wilson trying to see us all broke, i'm on some bullshit