This is a song about "Dang"

Her name rearranged displays her fate: exile by e, there's the dang match

Follow to your limousine, stuck you like a nicotine patch

But you done got thick on a nigga, god damn

Do you feel that searing pain? dang man

Spit it sick and rip it up, don't need your dang chain,

Wake up, turn on your tv and see my ass again

And tell ‘em that i don’t give a damn

Do you feel that searing pain? dang man

Can you picture my specific plan

Do you feel that searing pain? dang man

I gotta question for you man

Ya body hangs, from the crane you dang.

Penncounting pennys over tha years

Dang ballerina, quit your twirls,