This is a song about "Across"

For serial killings across the world.

Yep she's on x, i called that bitch speed burst

And of course, my car's off course

Now its time to get my point across

And never let up, look how i just crept up without applause

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

Walked across the stage, my family's proud

Only chicken heads chicken out

Let me tell you bout the streets which i go across

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

My evil expands across the every nation

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Skipping across the map on my early expedition

Baby, ain't saying names but we not the same

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