This is a song about "Dislocated shoulders"

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

And her little baby daughter really love them harry potter books

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

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Lay there with busted shoulders,

Hold the door for girls

But i ain't holding back even though it left my shoulders crushed,

I'm gettin help for this addiction, now golf ain't important

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

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

Seen a show with marvin gaye last night, it had me shook

Real nigga, that's just how i'm built

Cause my shoulders the coldest

Im fed up with lives problems case of the cold shoulders/

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