This is a song about "Blue cross"

I'm torching it like i'm burning blue,

Don't 'nar confuse, i ain't a friend of you

Disappear like you interfere, out of the blue

Let's get off the phone and we can speak when i see you

I'm eating real good, no soup for you

I'm feeling better and no longer blue.

You know i’m better off without you

And pissing red, white, and blue

Face blue, comparable to denim

My talent should take me places i've never been

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

Is spittin to a gathering lookin like a criss cross

Cross that shit off my checklist

Weight on my chest like i body build

Where would i be without my dogs

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.