This is a song about "String theory"

You only live once, tonight we do it twice

I love to write, make knotted string art that's jail life.

Thats the one im serving,no need for theory hit it end today and it will end this way

But in the midst of all this anger and this angstnever once did you heard me say

Going hard, like the metal string fret.

This that new, from the city, you ain’t heard yet

The ones you left out, jobs were giving, better living

Guess what you loose, now please go hang yourself with a string.

I'm still heading toward my twang theory

This is like riding through the city

Back washing to my gang, you don't wanna take a sip

Knit the numeral 6 into your skin with string but slip,

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

I rock my motherfuckin' crew like a string of razor blades/

No theory can explain how i love the pain, blood drips like rain

Po-po wanna pick his brain, ho's wanna give him brain