This is a song about "The world is on my shoulders"

No jackets were on our shoulders

Um tom frazier, new lebron haters

Lone soldier holds stone boulders on cold shoulders,

Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls

Whether any weather, nobody doing it better

Hardest pressure on my shoulders, peep the architecture,

And the world is my church, and i'm the fucking lord almighty,

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

The world at risk, all on his wrist, the mic is gripped/

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

Cause my shoulders the coldest

Weight on my chest like i body build

Sights set on the world and my finger on the trigger

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

I just create my anger with fused weight on my shoulders with no excused crate

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate