This is a song about "Griffim cross"

Now your mind is in a state of criss cross

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

Sent to earth to poke catholics in the ass with saws

The son of the holy father who died up on the cross

Never cross me and this could be friendly

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

She do it with no hands

That's why you don't cross my path

Got that cross on my forehead,

If you ain’t got ‘em, then bob your head

No smilescause ain't a thing funny

Blood on the cross set me free

That ice be onto my neck and wrist

Cross that shit off my checklist

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

Take whats mine once i cross over borders