This is a song about "Hang outs"

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

The type i hang around are like straight end dancers.

It's jungle when the niggas in zoo

Hang with you, sip drank with you

Wrap his throat with knotted rope and hang him from the balcony

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

Love turns into pain

Now i hang my head in shame

At an extremly alarming rate

I like to hang out with kate,

Gift and a curse, the center of attention

Worthless drop outs with no love or affection,