This is a song about "Now they are going to hang me"

If you try to hang with me you should see the true me

I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

Ropes hangin' from the ceiling waiting for me to hang myself

Let me rideuntil i get free

Its not going to stop me,

Many are nothing to me now as i figure them out

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

Hang yourself and be sure to allow me to keep the noose,

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

You are going to die

That's the window into the sky

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Who should i hang out with the preps but they always send me threat letters

But whoever took madeline deserves to but cut up before they hang him,

And everything on tv just a figment of imagination