This is a song about "Girl cry"

That ain't a lie as this ends with your fatal cry

You know me, cool breeze, a nigga high

I don't wanna come down from this love i got on high

But society has a saying that a man can't cry,

I hate when thugs die, so i let out a smug cry,

Man that eats me alive, roll the leaf and get high

Till we're dumb high, dumb high

When i held you i used to cry

When i held you i used to cry

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

Now now, don't cry and pout

Or know what its about

Witnessing what i did for d.c. though

Hold your arms cry and wallow

In the lambo looking like a fly

And i try, sit alone and i cry