This is a song about "I will make you cry"

We ain't doing armani, this is hermes fly

When i held you i used to cry

I will make it abrupt

I know you're mad, but so what

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

I will make you sniff my armpit

Me and my homieskick it like everyday

I will bubble and pop and make you stop anyway,

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

Shit, i'm fucking neighbor cross the streeet, and i heard you cry!

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

Cause even if you get out ill be at the top waiting to make you cry

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

Cos my big black dick...will only make u cry...