This is a song about "Hang on"

I'd rather hang out with conservative cynical bigots,

Tell em they mind clippin i give em like 5 minutes

Hang em' up, the dish rack/

I'm stuck with that

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

It's been a couple months, and tina still ain't perm her fucking weave, damn

Now i hang my head in shame

Now that's what you call a game

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

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

Hang with you, sip drank with you

She gonna dance when that molly through

Real niggas never hate another man

My homie always down to hang,