This is a song about "Across"

I ain't bitter my nigga, i respect your position

Skipping across the map on my early expedition

Night i need that she comin here right away

Known across town, searched by c.i.a.

I get my points across and say shit

New soul verses the o.g. it seemed as a hit

Self made coming soon

Across the crowded room,

Titanic sinks across the river styx

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

Cause i got a big fetish with the feet

Grenade showers spit across the battlefield

So i gotta get my point across like a snitch would

By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book