This is a song about "Crying bitch"

I got weed, hash; when i breeze past, breathe fast

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

Im done with the tears homie im no longer crying

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

But i am doing both with out any crying

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

It’s a alert to you’re defeat when you’re crying,

I'm only responsible to silence their crying plea

Shawty stay up in philly, shawty was hella pretty

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

His dad picks him up and asks why is he crying

Can't win with a passive attack

Crying about what i have and they lack