This is a song about "Dont hang with yalll"

Do you think i'm crazy, crazy, crazy

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

And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky

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

Cause the moods that get attracted and then try to hang with us

And if my record never break, i still won’t break my promise

She can make a pimp fall in love

Come hang with the greatness.

I hang with niggas, whole jab in the jock

True, indeed, i don’t rep no block

If you try to hang with me you should see the true me

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

I don't give a fuck whether or not you hang with thugs

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux