This is a song about "Cry"

How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly

Be careful and get ready to f*ckin cry

Seen drive-bys takin' lives, little kids die

Mothers heads tucked in, day and night they'll cry/

Numb of most emotion and ive forgotten how to cry,

Tried to warn the little nigga either stop or die

But society has a saying that a man can't cry,

A lime to a lemon, remind you of the sky

And then i break down and cry

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

Don’t know which one i’ma drive, fuck it, i’m just gone fly

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

Scab, fix up look shop joe

Hold your arms cry and wallow

When i held you i used to cry

Y'all gone hear a nigga momma die