This is a song about "Cargo"

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

Never pledge allegiance, god given flow

She call me all the time, i ain't no regular joe

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

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

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

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

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

Hair weave killer had on louie's in my mug shot

You fall low on cargo until you come to a stop