This is a song about "Cross"

Might be leaving with me before the night is through

That nigga will cross you real quick and start acting brand new

That's why i cross the street. not 'cause i'm racist

If you feel it, it must be real just

That's why you don't cross my path

Does a stripper love to shake that ass

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

Got that cross on my forehead,

That if they cross my path

So chase the air hide your stash

Throw your hands to the sky tonight

Stop sign eyes, cross-hairs on a sight/

At the holy cross game when our eyes glanced

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

Sent to earth to poke catholics in the ass with saws

Put in front of u the picture of the cross