This is a song about "Cargo"

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

You fall low on cargo until you come to a stop

Been stunting since teen wearing something obscene joe

My great brain, the freight train, loaded up with cargo

Who holler back to days untold with cargo-holds of golden lighters.

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Spending all this paper like i fucking hit the lotto

Then i left the hood, like fuck it don't need the cargo

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

The cargo youc arried at this point was going to stop your