This is a song about "Cryin"

They're wildy cryin', goin' outrageous, when the niggas close the curtains//

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

And don't come cryin to me, when all your so-called friends "leave"

Tupac is cryin' in his grave, i'm at a rave with a ton of sun block,

Hahaha, yothese felonies be like prophecies beggin me to stop

Meanwhile the nation's dehydrated, they cryin malice

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

What up girl, tell me how you been

My brain is cryin blood from within

Y u cryin? "gimme back my back" no bitch its mine, i rap not for your souls

I'm cool with all these broads in here but i do not date lucaya hoes