This is a song about "When i held her in my arms i automatically floated above"

Pass the henn and that ice, i'm on a track with 'pac nigga

My eyes automatically, locked on to her, no word of lie uh!

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

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

When i held you i used to cry

That's the window into the sky

I held her hands, her tilted stance, and her dyed strands of rebel hair,

Tell me where my soldiers at? put yo' pistols in the air

She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth

On that day, i held her hand and got kneeled down on my weak knees.

Then i grab my binder, that’s when i wanted to find her

I bet you like these rap niggas, ain't going to write it better