This is a song about "Kinda want to cry"

Well go cry to your mom

No tats dey for my arm

Be careful and get ready to f*ckin cry

That's the window into the sky

When i held you i used to cry

Never had a chance to try

And the kinda shit you use to do,

I'm tryna stay with you, lay with you

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie

When i held you i used to cry

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

Didn't mean to make you cry

He sighed, then started to cry, his voice got kinda high.

Fresh to death, when i step, you can hear momma's cry

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm through with that shit

It's kinda hard to follow for the uninitiated