This is a song about "Carry yourself"

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Whips they cant afford to carry

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Agree, only want to thieve and carry pieces,

Told to just be yourself

I'm on deck i'm up next

We can never be friends

Your better off shootin yourself

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

They say check yourself before you wreck yourself

To heaven's door -- shed so many tears

Bitch, don't mess this up for yourself