This is a song about "Guy getting hung"

Don't ask me why

Every other guy

Slowly realizing im that guy

I shine like something in the sky

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

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

So y'all niggas can fly

Im just that type of guy

Art design, archin' mine, fresno to clarke i'm fine

Yea,i'm that guy trying to rhyme keeps getting abit out of line

My best friends brother hung himself,

And if you pay for that yourself

Thuggin' till the day i die

Hopin hes the right guy

When that thing gon fly

I wanna be the guy