This is a song about "Chrono cross"

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

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

I am not the guy that you wanna cross

Had to get my utmost feeted sleep cause

My conscious only knew whats half tight

Stop sign eyes, cross-hairs on a sight/

So don't cross 'cause it'll cost

February cold as my heart

I got the whole damn world on this shoe shit, true shit

And if you cross me man i stab you like a toothpick

I here your thoughts and my hearts hot like a burning cross.

My self esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws

I’m an old soul with my pimp limp

Cross that shit off my checklist

This is ace, wolf is in the back with travis snortin' coke

I'm satan's disciple, your the one helping granny cross the road!