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

My self esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws

When will all this weight on my shoulders brush off?

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

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

He carried weight like a mack truckgonna bust on some playa haters

This is what i cannot say, but plays over and over above my shoulders

And its like the world is on repeat

Back down, backing ultra dreams like some bad sleep

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

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

To get a pair, niggas killed him right in front the mall

Cuz i got so much weight on my shoulders i'm scared to fall,

And i was getting whipped at home in sixth grade

My shoulders have been teared from the weight

I'm atlas, carry the weight of the world on my shoulders/

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth