This is a song about "The cross"

Get backpack 'n ya gear on, time to cross the border.

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

Girl no matter what you do you ain gonna cross the line,

I'm satan's disciple, your the one helping granny cross the road!

My bitch on the come-up while your bitch is going broke

And tired of his shit and tries to just split

Holy cross attached to the staff i can spear it.

Look into your eyes i realize that i like you so much

Sleep with dragons, release the kracken, cross breed a savage//

Nowhere, let's let that sucker stay out there

Hit man? shit man, i could look down the cross hair

These pussies are pushing it, ‘bout to cross to the line.

It took time -- but finally the cash was mine

Shawty open your soul, pray that protools agree though

Cross the land deliver messages of love no embargo