This is a song about "Cross"

Holy cross attached to the staff i can spear it.

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket

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

Had to get my utmost feeted sleep cause

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

If you to cross, i will set your ass on fire on christ's cross

This is known as a classic, yeah that chapped lips crack shit

Im so sophisticated when i'm cross faded,

That if they cross my path

Your life is a product of trash

Kidnap a dt, tie his ass to a cross

Ironic cause your lipstick is red, of course

Gotta make that cash

That's why you don't cross my path

Better yet they work my every nerve

Take whats mine once i cross over borders