This is a song about "Crying bitch"

There's children dying and i am crying

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

Im done with the tears homie im no longer crying

Just these words crying over shoulders,

Where my, soldiers, my true thug rollers

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Are the man they're dying so don't keep lying or crying

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

While you sit in a corner in your own sorrow crying

I ain't hiding, y'all ain't riding

You left in a bind baby sis crying

Crying about what i have and they lack

David hit the pavement with this grapple rap

I'm wolf, tyler put this fucking knife in my hand

I'm crying because i know i can't last,