This is a song about "Southern cross"

Cross left cross right, now dribble down the paint

She dealing with killa so you love her taste

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Fuck the rest, we keep it nice and trill, southern takeover

So don't cross 'cause it'll cost

Know give me a head start

Cross that shit off my checklist

Hotel suite, room keys is a gift

And when the sun up i'm like shit you look better in tights

New orleans southern baptists, gutter trash whites,

They're tryin to say that i don't care

But that's not my cross to bear.

So chase the air hide your stash

That if they cross my path

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

He should be some southern trucker