This is a song about "Hang myself"

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

Now i hang my head in shame

The numbers unknown, hang up the phone

For the dough you'll be like doe, stuck at home

Nigga, fuck you. yeah, just you

Stay positive and hang with the crew

Come hang with the greatness.

Is there any love

You ain't gon find that

Hang em' up, the dish rack/

Music that y'all condone

Hang up the telephone

I'd rather hang out with conservative cynical bigots,

You ain't gotta screw up your face in front of the kids