This is a song about "Crying"

You’ve lost me, so don’t come crying

I was born to do the damn thing

Im done with the tears homie im no longer crying

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Crying about what i have and they lack

So gold albums or not, i did affect rap

But i am doing both with out any crying

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Be the little kid crying on the bench

You little niggas better check my french

Crying on my daddy's shoulder

Took the van, went snatch her

Got it on lock, you just locked out

Kids crying in the background