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

A nigga just got paid and we still was broke

Broke his leg and his arm twice, thinks its a joke,

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

Yesterday i saw a b-girl crying; i walked up and asked what's wrong

All the shit that his dealing on his own, if only he had a friend to phone

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die

Sad that he had to take his own life to escape this sad life with a pliable alibi

Then these bullies fight back and hold some glass to his brothers neck

I'm giving testimonies to strangers i never met

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

Come on girl, close your eyes pretend that your home

Make my women follow dreams, pussy popping follow head

All he thought about was tyin that rope round his neck