This is a song about "Criss cross"

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Now your mind is in a state of criss cross

I speak my mind with an upside down cross

They calling me often to offer me walls

Told me, i'll cross seas like theo

Wale dc said we on joe

Give it to these broads,imake em soar back and all that

Im so sophisticated when i'm cross faded,

Got that cross on my forehead,

And please never disrespect my set

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

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

At the holy cross game when our eyes glanced

Whether you rhyme slow or the beat fast