This is a song about "Wild tide sd igh cry lie might"

I cry sometimes, no lie, my family would die

Them other niggas smoke, they ain't this high

Cause men lie, women lie

Keep your heads up high

I can't lie, i try, i ain't shy, i don't cry, in the end it wont be a lose or a tie

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Pick my enemies out the crowd, and motherfucker's die

That ain't a lie as this ends with your fatal cry

Letter to the ghetto, hold your head high

Like a crimson tide i let the fury fly

Flower bomb, can i blow up on your mind

So i might be awhile, i'm wild,

Then they going fucking wild

Fucking with a motherfucking mind