This is a song about "Rope"

When i was little i was writing shit while other kids was out skipping rope

I'm killlin' off everybody and anybody who calls 2 chainz dope,

My rhymes are dope like lines of coke, to reach me gotta climb a rope

Presidential suite and bitch, i never use my right to vote

Tie any enemy up with plastic and rope

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke

Wrap his throat with knotted rope and hang him from the balcony

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

When i was little i was writing shit while other kids was out skipping rope

While i lay back and take a toke of your personal oz of smoke

This thin rope, lend dope, n' mend hope.

I put it down your throat

I just know i'm that dope

Up and then soar the rope,

So i catch him stretchin', have him guessin' where his cracker throat

Throw u over a cliff let u choke in mid-air from a rope/