This is a song about "Cries"

Hundred running they ain't finna slow down never

She cries for help but no one saves her

The broke me couldn't buy you meals, not even a value meal

The harmless youth are armed to shoot, it's the kids' cries i hear,

He cries over a sliver, ill hurt him more than a sliver

Hangin out pickin up game, sippin cheap liquor

Our vision never changed, we self made

Gotta push away all the cries and hate

You will be buried in your cries

Picture me lettin this chump survive

Real eyes realise real lies, everyday i can hear your cries

Frequently taking lives cause they not taking advice

Rising the drive that slice into cries

... club, we'll be actin' real nice