This is a song about "I m a new zealand soldier who hold the wait of the would on my shoulder"

So i use my pen like a soldier

Just need my eyes lower

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

Or had a new set of beliefs, what would the difference be?

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace

Turn twenty in a couple of weeks a new house put my name on the lease

Livin' life like a soldier on the front lines.

Just to make it in this broadway lights

The shoulder, for you to cry on

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

Wait, hold up teacher lookin' over my shoulder/

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

Niggas is unifying as we speak

I need a shoulder as i watch the blood seep