This is a song about "Carrying on"

Feel your chest on top on

New message from mom

Not even on psychedelics today but i'm tripping on whats going on

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

When you took my hand up so calm

Aight, keep going, on and on

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

That's why i'm tearing 'em, and carrying the message of truth,

I'm just tryin to get back, to what really matters

I could go on and on and on for hours,

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Why do i continue on

I'm carrying all this weight

Redbox flow and i do not date

Troublesome niggahahaha, troublesome 19-motherfuckin'-96let it be known nigga

Carrying in a little pouch his friend walked over and sat down next to him on the