This is a song about "Dont cross the line"

I am not the guy that you wanna cross

So i clap for her, she deserves an applause

Save some, save none at the same time

Almost at the finish line

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

Till i shine at the finish line/

Flexin' hard nigga all the time

Cross left cross right, now dribble down the paint

But, shorty i'm far from a saint

But most of the time

Or generate the next line,

It’s obvious that girl you’re fine

Through you under the avc line

Ye' and killa cam', the world is mine

I shoot from the 3 pointer line