This is a song about "Sky crying"

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Im done with the tears homie im no longer crying

You just trynna be haters

Just these words crying over shoulders,

Dreamin on a lullaby

Just like diamond in the sky

Lift your arm up high to the sky

And i know that your supply

Parallel on the other side

Crying myself to sleep every night,

Every year i get it out

Kids crying in the background

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

His dad picks him up and asks why is he crying

Bang it up, off in the sky

Till we're dumb high, dumb high