This is a song about "Texas hold em"

I got a shorty name texas and

Knees dug deep into the pavement

Women front, they get its cold

Put your rapping on hold,

Who spits prattle crap and says he's texas chainsaw scary

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Fearin what it show you, reality is gold

So i cut em off as they stop me like a hold

She said i love you too, but im moving to texas down south far from here,

Who woulda thought a lil nigga from the ville could get a deal

Hand to hand in the cold

Ya whats my future hold/