This is a song about "Dont hang"

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

And spit the truth in the booth that'll hang 'em on crucifixes,

He looked up at me like i was crazy, i said listen man

That you dismember a nonmember of your gang you need to hang

I'll hang you like a plaque i'll fang you as an attack

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

It's all good, finna dog that

Hang em' up, the dish rack/

Cuz i hang with people that skate

I feel good, i look great

We hang at school and chat every night

I can smell it when i go outside

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

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