This is a song about "Sawyer cross"

Told me, i'll cross seas like theo

But now the dough like kaiser bro

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

At the holy cross game when our eyes glanced

Now your mind is in a state of criss cross

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

That nigga will cross you real quick and start acting brand new

Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through

Stop sign eyes, cross-hairs on a sight/

Was he stressing you, wasn’t fucking you right

But that's not my cross to bear.

Stuntin' in my rarest pair

Look it something they can't ever see

Never cross me and this could be friendly

Is spittin to a gathering lookin like a criss cross

But i guess i'm just gonna make this fish stew because