This is a song about "Cross"

Is spittin to a gathering lookin like a criss cross

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

Stop sign eyes, cross-hairs on a sight/

And if i want to go outside

But that's not my cross to bear.

She tried to call home mom dukes ain't care

I speak my mind with an upside down cross

A nigga pull the thing on ya'll, ya'll stain ya'll draws

So i clap for her, she deserves an applause

Kidnap a dt, tie his ass to a cross

Cross that shit off my checklist

Yeah, i never dreamed of a gift

In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because

I here your thoughts and my hearts hot like a burning cross.

Got that cross on my forehead,

Is not far from white girls with big bread