This is a song about "Dangling"

That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette

Her neck was broken, all i could do was watch her dangling head.

But then i see my friend, dangling upside down from a beam

If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

Her neck was broken, all i could do was watch her dangling head.

If we wasn't so original, then we'd be criminal

Had me thinkin' a while; dangling off the brink of denial