This is a song about "Hang my body from a tree"

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

Keepin death on the top of my mind, checking out her body from behind,

Hang him from a ceiling fan while its spinning

I only got one rule, no kissing

Kiss my body from the tip top

I gotta know if it's real or not

Curl up like big worm when i drop

Kiss my body from the tip top

Cause all i want is you, baby

You don't know me, or my family tree

Yet fame growing slower than a tree.

It's crazy, bitches throwing they pussy

Orangatang bitch tryna hang from my dick like my ball sack,

Soon as i turn the bottle more liquor spillin' back

Away from society, cause everyone siblings in your family tree

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty