This is a song about "Jacques cartier"

Where they cherish gangsters and not teachers

Disease carrier breaking down barriers

Alot of niggas fake who go to hard

Look at the paint on the cart (cart)

My son asked me to play, the shopping cart with a clown

Do the fuckin' exact opposite of turnin' it down

Cause what is love if you ain't discover love at heart

Blowin smoke slow like hoes throwin crack in the cart

Blind to a broken man's dream, a hard lessoncourt cases keep me guessin', plea bargain

But it's for blood i'm starvin', every day another face on a new milk carton

We went from street kid drug heads to wearing cartier sunglasses

Cause i got caught up in the scenewondering what would happen to this

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

Catch me on fly like an air craft carrier

I drink it straight from the carton

Bet i get like 8 of them