This is a song about "Bungie ropes"

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

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

Cause you must have known, i can't trust the phones

You're forever forgetting the ropes

Alot of episodesand as the glock loads

You're forever forgetting the ropes

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

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

Plus big truckin too it's nothing

I'm climbing these thin ropes and heightening

While i ride this maserati, rick and his best friends

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

I poop hemp ropes, cause all my shit dope

Shit i bought them tracks, stupid bitch i'm broke

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

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