This is a song about "Cross eyed"

This is everything that we call hype

Standing all cross-eyed looking like you not right,

Cross in one hand, smaller lingers in the other

I bet i get the fall rosay had this summer

Cross that shit off my checklist

You know i stick to the script

But that's not my cross to bear.

Might as well prepare

New grove, still bitches don't know this a flaw

I thinks its sad youve yet cross the law

Shame on ya'll, you tryna ball with the game on pause

Is spittin to a gathering lookin like a criss cross