This is a song about "Bungie ropes"

She's against the ropes but i know she's up to the test

The rest is in my stomach, that's including your breast

You're forever forgetting the ropes

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

Yo, it was a year of high hopes, learning the ropes,

I herald the gallows, hence i beat to death with threads, ropes, or metal

I love a girl that think a lot, cause sex with me is mental

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

Ropes hangin' from the ceiling waiting for me to hang myself

He's losing his hope / but starts undoing the ropes

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

You smell the ounce, i ain't even in ya house yet

Defiant to the death, till the day the ropes around my neck

Alot of episodesand as the glock loads

You're forever forgetting the ropes