This is a song about "The cross"

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

Vicious roach she really sick of this but she let me poke

Shit, i'm fucking neighbor cross the streeet, and i heard you cry!

Luchador like i been masked but still remain fly

I thinks its sad youve yet cross the law

I'm feelin' chris childs, you lookin' like kobe bryant jaw

So if you cross me i'll let the mac 10 off erratic

And all the pain the world cause she be healin' that shit

Ass-clappin' standing on applauding the effort

Then i turn and cross over the median curb

That way i know for sure your love is really genuine

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

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

Fuck needing the sign of the cross. you just a fat kate moss

She so hysterical, she say my life ain't regular cause

All the niggas that i come across, are now buried under a cross