This is a song about "Cry"

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

Now everybody put your hands up high

You just need to take me, i know you can fly

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

I'm the other guy

Scenes make a grown man cry

As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

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

Didn't mean to make you cry

Busting off, tryna touch the sky

When i held you i used to cry

You know me, cool breeze, a nigga high

As the so called weak weep and cry

That got your mother high