This is a song about "Hang ot"

And spit the truth in the booth that'll hang 'em on crucifixes,

So i’ma be aight for the night with a goodbye kiss

Open vagina: put ya legs behind ya head

Ya hang out with the boy then it's money you get

Cause everythang gonna be alright

And the game ot, there’s no end in sight

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

Hang here cuz people's previously sold rocks?

I'll hang you like a plaque i'll fang you as an attack

Binded between, carryin' the flag for an area that drag

The numbers unknown, hang up the phone

Stop blowing up my cellphone

Hang with you, sip drank with you

What preceded was the clue