This is a song about "Cross"

Fast money like zakat al-fitr, break fast

At the holy cross game when our eyes glanced

Cross that shit off my checklist

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

Sent to earth to poke catholics in the ass with saws

If you to cross, i will set your ass on fire on christ's cross

Cross left cross right, now dribble down the paint

She dealing with killa so you love her taste

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

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

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

You need but now.. he ain't even takin care of you

That's why you don't cross my path

She graduated top of the class

So don't cross 'cause it'll cost

Let me breathe hard like it was hard