This is a song about "Cross"

And i be with p, so i got bbc shit

Im so sophisticated when i'm cross faded,

The rolls-royce, it’s all white

Stop sign eyes, cross-hairs on a sight/

Even though she make it hard for me to see you

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

But that's not my cross to bear.

Those flashing lights seem to cause a glare

But, shorty i'm far from a saint

Cross left cross right, now dribble down the paint

Real nigga, that's just how i'm built

Cross that shit off my checklist

Kidnap a dt, tie his ass to a cross

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

I speak my mind with an upside down cross

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts