This is a song about "Across"

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Now its time to get my point across

Across the face of the earth

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and i'm good

So i gotta get my point across like a snitch would

Wanna shove you across oceans

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

I get my points across and say shit

Uh, yea yea, turn me up a lil bit

Everytime you come around

I could show you a bar across town

Back like i never ever left in the first

For serial killings across the world.

Grenade showers spit across the battlefield

We have so much in common, starting at the feet