This is a song about "Dislocated shoulders"

World on my shoulders as i run back to this my childhood

But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and i'm good

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

I've dislocated my fucking brain and it's doing fine without me

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Like atlas i take the weight of the world on my shoulders

Backwoods don’t do papers, that was just for my haters

You know i got the heat like flamethrowers on my shoulders

That foriegner is now dislocated incarcerated he is out and bout

Drugs are a blessingto someone with no breakfast, damnit’s so hard being exited, out

Got no fear in no officer, they be scared of them doctors

Stressed only difference is i aint got no bitch to rub my shoulders

My shoulders have been teared from the weight

Play this shit while you contemplate

But so much stress in our shoulders like a veteran tours,

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof