This is a song about "Runaway cries"

An ipod mind to you walkman guys

But hes cursed, it hurts when she cries

Give me a moment bet the time will be the best, best

One second this bitch copies then cries for help

She cries herself to sleep, with tears so painful they bleed,

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

Picture me lettin this chump survive

As long as u allow all the cries

Who am i, through the cries,

What we gotta do to survive

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

Your lies haven't been sold you have cries with your pot o' gold

Time flies, all those cries and tries

She's flawless like some uncut ice

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

Goes home afterward, cries hoping he would just die