This is a song about "Ceiling"

19. put a hand to the ceiling,

Light skinned women, all sex everything

And so it's back to mcdonald's and every month dealing

I throw em on his knees against the brick wall on the ceiling

This just ain't no song shit, do this for my city joe

Stellar on my ceiling, feeling slow no lean though

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

Slit they throats while they hanging from the ceiling

Cause he's sick of feeling so low from the ceiling,

Any young nigga with visions when he's sleeping

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

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

The ones you left out, jobs were giving, better living

Hang him from a ceiling fan while its spinning