This is a song about "Dont hang with yalll"

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

I think it's only right, hoarse and everything

Bloody hair tangles as i hang out with these priests

Know what they mean, everything ain't what it seems

Wrap his throat with knotted rope and hang him from the balcony

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Well if you bout it mahh/ then come hang with me

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

Cuz i hang with people that skate

New york, va, dc, get paid

Ya hang out with the boy then it's money you get

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck