This is a song about "Carry"

All he wanted was the fame and good life to carry on

My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

I also carry traits from my mother,

You fumbled in a drill, young man get on the hill

Me, for all the baggage that you carry still

Dropped out of school never made it to the 12th grade

You assume the role and carry your weight

Seek peace, but carry a piece right by my side/

Got bitches on mollies, they rollin' all night

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

They woke me up, brought me hope for me to carry