This is a song about "Hang it up"

Rub the wood and ima show em love

Come hang with the greatness.

If heaven had a height then you would be that tall but

So crank it up live it up until the sun is up up up

If not, dogg, i'm choking the slut

Get the lighter, light it up

Classless niggas ask me if they give a fuck

Our everything, you devoured it up.

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

Raising it up, levitating, lifting it up,

See embraces, fall short on the numb tips of street entrepeneur fingers

If you come up and hang with my crew, you're walkin' 'round killers,

So go ahead, hang it up in a gallery

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see