This is a song about "You carry the pain around"

While you thinking that at the top i haven't been around

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

Dropped out of school never made it to the 12th grade

You assume the role and carry your weight

And reflect on the rap game, i came

If you from the streets i feel your pain

With the city on my back i carry this town

They say i’m special as devin hester on fourth down

Me, for all the baggage that you carry still

So i spend it real fast, cause i’m tryna sit and chill

I can tell you carry purses and you’re always jacking tissues,

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Throbbing with pain from the rhymes i spit to you,

I'm trend-setting, despite of an awful debut