This is a song about "Skipping rope"

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Skipping to conclusions and forgetting to weigh consequences,

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Skipping class and growing cold

I put it down your throat

Up and then soar the rope,

Now i’m killing these shows, i just deliver the hope

Show the world everyone's hidden noose tied rope

My bitch more sophisticated cause she like to smoke

I like that smh so baby get the rope

Can barely walk the city streets

Instead of skipping rope, he's just skipping meals

This music's dying with it's head strung up in a tightened rope,

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

This be the realest shit i ever wrote

Just before he stepped off and tied the rope