This is a song about "Far cry"

The engine in back of my car

Slumdog far apart any sub par

And then i break down and cry

Never had a chance to try

Your balls cry during bug life

Living in a gangsta’s paradise

I have so much to say

Or maybe far away

And i like my window tinted out

Now now, don't cry and pout

But this shit is still too far

If there’s a shining star

And they still make me cry,

I'm the other guy