This is a song about "The cross"

I'm trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

Light the j like racist light the cross and then i face it

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

You so f-full of your-s-self that you just sit and judge

Cause i'm ill bitch, they couldn’t make a pill for the rap

At the holy cross game when our eyes glanced

I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less

Clean ya own mess, then cross the bridge as we progress

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

I am not the guy that you wanna cross

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

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

Cross the land deliver messages of love no embargo

Rappers was bullshitting, fuck it i ain't hating though

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.