This is a song about "The things they carried"

Girls will love you for your cross they ain't jesus lovers

Made humans hope for the day they'll be carried on a hearse

And if you ever renege, i’ll still give you kendrick lamar

I enjoy my time wondering, why things are why they are

I wanna get with you

All the things we been through

It's just textbook stuff

Yet the things that i love

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

I can't wait to be carried out in hearse or the reverse so please observe

I'll have to be carried inside the cemetery and buried alive (huh yup!)

And as the years pass by, you can show them foolsbut you ain't trying to hear me cause your stuck

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

I was only a woodsman, carried nothing more than a buck, i think she had the blessed brand

Never again you said to your friends, its time for a change, to make some amends

I, i, i know i got carried away/ when i buried the faces of your friends