This is a song about "Not being able to cry"

No need to cry, i won't let rap die, i just want you not to deny/

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

Three j's took me this high

Didn't mean to make you cry

Keep your eyes open, i can only say i'll try

Hide or fight, shy, cry and die. bye bye, i try not to lie.

I would stop but i'm not able

Baby, you're an angel

Obsessive compulsive, peculiar, i'm not able

I'm stuck in triangles, looking for my angel

Bet i get it quick lick make it backflip outta town with some how you gonna act shit

These is for da niggas who always put u down nd say that ur not able to make it

And not to mention it not only mean "being in a mansion"

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

So when i utterly destroy you, try not to cry like a little bi...scuit