This is a song about "Crossing you up"

Well aren't you getting fed up

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck

And when you actin up thats when you got jacked up

Fuck it, momma's proud of her asthmatic thin fuck

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Im crossing these odyssey's flawlessly

You pick all off them up

So i ain't giving a fuck

You know was up, i figured by now you all shut up,

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

My mum always told me to check the roads before crossing

That shit was wack as fuck

Just remember when you come up

She said i'm ready to fuck

And you you're so caught up