This is a song about "He broke his neck and i had to wash his for m"

Broke, only skin and bone, wishing all his troubles to be gone

Shit on anybody with opinions, you dead wrong

And his father from the shame, had to relinquish his throne..

Whining and complaining about when you coming home

The pain still clinging to his broken frame, neck red and inflamed,

My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised

All he thought about was tyin that rope round his neck

I'll be the thunder, shake the whole bed

They gon tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

Wraps it around his neck, and says goodbye

Baby, you're the inspiration of this precious song

Broke, only skin and bone, wishing all his troubles to be gone

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

Had to help out my best friend catch his breath and breathe,