This is a song about "Cross"

Living out of bags

That if they cross my path

She so hysterical, she say my life ain't regular cause

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

Now your mind is in a state of criss cross

Intendent attend them, cool cause

Cross that shit off my checklist

Yeah, i never dreamed of a gift

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

Every morning calls his comrade to come and get him to smoke

Season opener, finna be there

But that's not my cross to bear.

My slight fo's just talk dirty

Blood on the cross set me free

Cross left cross right, now dribble down the paint

Don't take more than i can get to prevent waste