This is a song about "I ll carry you"

I can tell you carry purses and you’re always jacking tissues,

But really i'm just caught in the loop, of understanding the truth

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Ll me but i'm still me, now you know the real me.

Then she on her facebook like when we finna party

I' ll call you jeremy shocky, you might catch a body

Bt i ll bring em back...i swear on the testimony

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

U ll regret cos i ll give ur ass a nice red glow

She said it really dont matter if its real though

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

Mean facts that ll make you scream fast ease back

Imma need to know now can a brotha crack