This is a song about "Crying bitch"

On a memory refine disturb me then u crying

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Kids crying in the background

I must go like fly route

Crying about what i have and they lack

Ball dreams of being pointguard was off limits jack

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

But i am doing both with out any crying

Me i'mma still be a player, all day baby

I'm only responsible to silence their crying plea

I do mind when i hear they moms crying

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

Be the little kid crying on the bench

Fuckin' with my people well that's called the heath ledge