This is a song about "Ap carry"

You assume the role and carry your weight

I don't mind if you niggas hate

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

Agree, only want to thieve and carry pieces,

Fuck barack’s change, we’d rather talk milian’s hair

Rap and do the impossible like i can carry air.

My world a little darker, like a fuckin' tan line

Rock an ap and a rolly, at the same damn time

Whips they cant afford to carry

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three