This is a song about "Cry"

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys

Your balls cry during bug life

Rather live alone forever than live a lie

That ain't a lie as this ends with your fatal cry

As the so called weak weep and cry

I'm on my grown man b.i you see why

And i try, sit alone and i cry

Nigga i'm the shit, i've doing this since knee high

She tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

Scenes make a grown man cry

, ya i dissed u go cry your daddy

Must be something you want me to see

When i held you i used to cry

Why you call me back? don't lie