This is a song about "A shoulder to cry on"

I'm holding something to make the angel and devil on your shoulder run

As i read every word that you write, i can only imagine

Demons scurry when a nice man begins to cry.

Approach for contactcause i'm live i multiply

So don't be acting shyi run my fingers through your hairthen i lay you on the bed

But then he felt a hand on his shoulder he looks over, tears fall down his face as he said

Jim chose to give his work to smash in dough

Who turns a cold shoulder to him and his ego

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

The shoulder, for you to cry on

Conscience aches, angel and devil on his shoulder talkin

I deserve a touch of sky been climbing from the bottom

Slingin you over the shoulder: heart to heart

See we’ll be cool as long as you just play your part

The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close