This is a song about "Ad carry"

When life is too good to carry on

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

They woke me up, brought me hope for me to carry

Look it something they can't ever see

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Why don't we carry on tradition and inhale its essence?

My raps gone on forever, they carry loose

'cuz y'all don't understand i will not lose

I've been confused, out of my mind lately

Bouncin around so much shit look like i got ad-hd,

Workin' like a robot, and carry the heavy cannon,

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

I put some cash in ya pocket

And leave an ad on that shit