This is a song about "Hung"

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

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

Hung by your intestines, swinging from side to side,

I used to write rhymes, all day and all night

Cause i can't seem to feel myself

My best friends brother hung himself,

Cause i hung my original self from the top bunk with a belt

You told me life would never, ever, ever get this perfect

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

Cause i hung my original self from the top bunk with a belt

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one

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

Cause there could never be peace

So he just hung out with buddies