This is a song about "Sawyer cross"

Run a cartel like a real rick ross

Put in front of u the picture of the cross

Blood on the cross set me free

It ain't hard to make money

Got that cross on my forehead,

Lifes not all fair, work till we fall dead

And never let up, look how i just crept up without applause

The son of the holy father who died up on the cross

Sent to earth to poke catholics in the ass with saws

If you to cross, i will set your ass on fire on christ's cross

Stop sign eyes, cross-hairs on a sight/

She like nigga yeah right

At times i like to watch out the latest shit

Im so sophisticated when i'm cross faded,

Is spittin to a gathering lookin like a criss cross

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours