This is a song about "Cross"

And you cute, shorty; let's get low

Told me, i'll cross seas like theo

Throw your gun in tha air

But that's not my cross to bear.

I heard that statistic i almost cried

Stop sign eyes, cross-hairs on a sight/

At the holy cross game when our eyes glanced

Say she like my style but i talk too fast

Got her sayin' you be killin' that shit

Im so sophisticated when i'm cross faded,

Take whats mine once i cross over borders

I refuse to be another being on this earth

I'm satan's disciple, your the one helping granny cross the road!

Bitch you're barely breathin' leavin' on the back of the boat