This is a song about "Brotha lynch hung"

I give em a script, you bitch nigga's my children

Just hung himself abruptly and his final deed was done,

Or the crack that they sell to put food in their kids

I hung with some rebels never been with convicts,

Lifestyles of the young and the broke

With a rope, hung up by their necks, they choke,

After lebron, i'm what's next

My best friends brother hung himself,

Come be my heroyou can take your cape offyou dont need that to save my heart

Up to a nigga. what type of role model am i? i love my brotha and i don't want

Clock ticks from ten, more socks hung again till 3 2 1 thank god for another year alive, amen.

Pit route , fangs of the snake will get into my head, stan i like the rap of my foe em,

Cause i hung my original self from the top bunk with a belt

I'm gettin blitzed and i reminsce on all the times we shared

I put my head on the table an sacrificed it all, just to be kicked down infront of them all,

I almost ended it all, i almost fuckin hung a rope n' let all 150 pounds fall