This is a song about "Hang over"

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

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

Listen deeper than the music before you put it in a box, wolf gang

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

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

That you can't fit inside a jansport, go to school with this

They leave...u-turn...customers, we serve em right

We hang at school and chat every night

Snapple fact: you rather wack

Hang em' up, the dish rack/

My homie always down to hang,

Real niggas never hate another man