This is a song about "Crying sky"

On a memory refine disturb me then u crying

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

She tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

I rap into the sky

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

Im done with the tears homie im no longer crying

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

Even though the sky is turning green,i hate losin' n i hate crying in

Commit suicide, slit your throat, they find your mom crying

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Oppose the one poisoning the minds - they lying

His dad picks him up and asks why is he crying

Crying on my daddy's shoulder

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

And shoot the fucking sky,

Three j's took me this high