This is a song about "Cross"

Now your mind is in a state of criss cross

And of course, my car's off course

I am not the guy that you wanna cross

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

I speak my mind with an upside down cross

Ironic cause your lipstick is red, of course

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

I'm singin poems for supporters of my songs

No wonder why when times get hard

So don't cross 'cause it'll cost

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

Holy cross attached to the staff i can spear it.

I don't wanna ever come down off this cloud of lovin' you

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

Told me, i'll cross seas like theo

And you cute, shorty; let's get low