This is a song about "Hang on"

This should be illegal man

My homie always down to hang,

The numbers unknown, hang up the phone

You left your nigga on his own

So please just hang on and let me pull the lever

Juicy and hot such a black bitch temper

Hang yourself and be sure to allow me to keep the noose,

Let me enlighten you, i am the brightest of the youth

Hang em' up, the dish rack/

You ain't gon find that

They say hip-hop's dead, i believe it's just the fans

I'm a gang man let's play hang man cos your raps

Niggas that guided me through

Hang with you, sip drank with you

Blackberry and t phone

Hang up the telephone