This is a song about "Carry"

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

It's trife, the strife inside this life, a knife and gun we carry,

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

Agree, only want to thieve and carry pieces,

Whips they cant afford to carry

To cali, to cali

Shout out to sha money, signed me in a hurry

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

Now it's 6 2's on closed curtains

But i dont carry guns

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

But i can't carry it i'm weak i ain't a soldier