This is a song about "Skrilliam hung"

But you the only one who ain't tellingi tell you it's a cold world, stay in school

To find the room where mama was hung, her pajamas undone on the working stool

Hung by your intestines, swinging from side to side,

Even my critics are saying a nigga name right

Just hung himself abruptly and his final deed was done,

Where i'm from is a circus hope you don’t expect a fair one

They say nothings ever free

Hung herself before she talked to me/

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

They slept in death, hung from a wire that held their necks

Where would i be without my dogs

My dick hung like a horse

I call home delivered the news everybody hung up

Street fighter ho, she had that tiger upper cut