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

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

On my shoulder blades or tirades of torture whirled around me my glee would not fade/

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

I hope this explains why this chip's on my shoulder

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

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

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

Livin' life like a soldier on the front lines.

Don juanin' when i'm in a foreign

I hold the head of a gorgon

Always holding the world on my shoulder

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

Those the type of people who can't wait to get you gone

Find your number in my phone and don't know what be goin wrong

The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close