This is a song about "I hang in myself room"

Glad trash bags, throw them in the black bags

I put myself in this path

It's odd being in the same room, with the man i killed,

I pray that that's me, but i gotta be honest

I'm feelin on that 'rillo till i'm level with the moon

Wrapped myself in plastic and lit candles in the room

Behind bars i sit, in my room i sit

And california on that jerk shit

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

See i was in my room, on my old xbox.

I coulda been smoked out in the other room

I am out of this world and you a man on the moon

I saw you in the room jerkin' off

Had to get my utmost feeted sleep cause