This is a song about "Across"

I'm not moving like a cartoon

Across the crowded room,

And these woman is loving the way that i perform

And seen her spread across the bed naked watchin' gay porn

Skill is something that you earn, not something you come across.

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

Bringing them home and across my plate

Had to say it twice, its gettin' late

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix

Titanic sinks across the river styx

Walked across the stage, my family's proud

Get yours; you know what this about

Chillin' in pajamis, waitin' on the first

For serial killings across the world.

But it doesn't come across to well, like the crying game.

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again