This is a song about "Carry yourself"

Your better off shootin yourself

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

My raps gone on forever, they carry loose

Whips they cant afford to carry

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

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

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

So hold back ya tears

Then you ished yourself

How they got these niggas on the tv selling miracles

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

And right now, you're chillin, mind on yourself.

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

When life is too good to carry on

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom