This is a song about "Stop cry"

We ain't doing armani, this is hermes fly

When i held you i used to cry

Now everybody put your hands up high

I hate when thugs die, so i let out a smug cry,

When i'm low, she take me high

It was his mom i made cry

Till we're dumb high, dumb high

As the so called weak weep and cry

When i held you i used to cry

Yeah, since i was a knee high

Late night hangin out til the sunrise gettin high

But society has a saying that a man can't cry,

And if you had more street cred then you'd be dead

Cry about it until we forget,