This is a song about "Carry"

So i spend it real fast, cause i’m tryna sit and chill

Me, for all the baggage that you carry still

I carry the biggest sacks you'd think santa came early

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Back with a vengeance

But i dont carry guns

But all she ever want me to do is unhook her bra

Invade their area, dead bodies everywhere, i'll carry ya/

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice

I can tell you carry purses and you’re always jacking tissues,