This is a song about "Double crossing cousin"

To me she's everything, to her i'm her cousin

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

I'm just trying to make my dollars double//

Don’t you ever get too comfortable

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

Came from fucking nothing, smoking l's with my cousin

And i ain’t gotta say i’m fly, this g5 with the crew

Preferably on the train crossing line, fuck you

Crossing the lines fillin up a clean sheet

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Im crossing these odyssey's flawlessly

People love hodgy i hate you though

Crossing bitches like tick tack toe