This is a song about "Cross"

It's like my lawyer know black magic, black rabbit

Holy cross attached to the staff i can spear it.

Guess i'll meet her right back at start

So don't cross 'cause it'll cost

And if you cross me man i stab you like a toothpick

You, you and you're saying "shit, i been had that

Cause you're most likely to crash

That if they cross my path

That's why you don't cross my path

He just get her bigger bags

Sent to earth to poke catholics in the ass with saws

The son of the holy father who died up on the cross

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

Organized crime, i kill your boss