This is a song about "Almost can t carry on but"

Vomited on this teacher's t shirt, he asked me to leave

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

Never knew a hooker that could share me, i get around

With the city on my back i carry this town

Pay dues like a hair salon

When life is too good to carry on

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

But i can't carry it i'm weak i ain't a soldier

I got two whole tears in a bucket

So close now i can almost taste it.

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

She was wet off the bat