This is a song about "Cry everynight"

So let me tell you about this guy

You face made blind children cry

You can pick apart my raps, i ain’t told ya na’ lie

Alone again in a broken home, but only the weak cry

Lookin up the gods everynight and day

Then some lady named billie holiday

Now we making up like a bullshit lie

When i held you i used to cry

Well go cry to your mom

I got stacks all in my charm

Dump that bitch in the sly

As the so called weak weep and cry

Inflict enough damage till your scarred for life, tired and cry,

As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby