This is a song about "Cross"

Cross that shit off my checklist

You know i stick to the script

Run a cartel like a real rick ross

I speak my mind with an upside down cross

So don't cross 'cause it'll cost

Before your roll get popped

I am not the guy that you wanna cross

And i can't help but stare, cause

That's why you don't cross my path

Right cash, pretty girls nice ass

Where would i be without my dogs

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

Cross left cross right, now dribble down the paint

But, shorty i'm far from a saint