This is a song about "Byers colorado"

That nigga so shame that he hung his head low (hung his head low)

I told her i love that pussy, she think we a couple though

Every alley find me wasted hung, yo i'm fairly young

I could spend a whole damn advance on some kicks and some pants son

Hung herself before she talked to me/

I'm leaving you for the last time, baby

Wake up in make up on the floor sore with a whore and sock hung on the bedroom door

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Souls sold to men that are robed in magenta,

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

They slept in death, hung from a wire that held their necks

Luring these people i'm hurting you are hung

There has to be a place better than this, in heaven

She ain't trippin off nuttin’ nobody else say

When i first came to the school we hung out every day