This is a song about "Shoulders"

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

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

No jackets were on our shoulders

Singing my life with his words

Hardest pressure on my shoulders, peep the architecture,

Maybe they know him better, or i don't know no better

Let's enjoy our younger years

Sitting here with slumped shoulders

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

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

Decisions are weighed but rest on only one's shoulders,

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Like atlas i take the weight of the world on my shoulders