This is a song about "Cross"

That's why i cross the street. not 'cause i'm racist

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift

My self esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws

Kidnap a dt, tie his ass to a cross

Sent to earth to poke catholics in the ass with saws

The son of the holy father who died up on the cross

Never cross me and this could be friendly

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Cross left cross right, now dribble down the paint

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste

I can barely wipe my ass

That if they cross my path

Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss

Put in front of u the picture of the cross