This is a song about "Make you cry"

Real nigga shit, don't tell no lie

You face made blind children cry

When i held you i used to cry

Letter to the ghetto, hold your head high

You know i want a piece of that pie

When i held you i used to cry

The rolls-royce, it’s all white

Would you cry if i died tonight?

K o d, m i a, twenty racks, let it fly

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

Late night hangin out til the sunrise gettin high

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

Three j's took me this high

And they still make me cry,

Okay so i'm not trying to make you cry so i'm going to end it here.

I have to deal with bullshit all my life and still don't have a deal.