This is a song about "Hang over"

When slick rick was spittin la-di-da-digaming the hoochies at the neighborhood block parties, i remember

Finish the job and fill my trunk with the carcass and sever whatever's gonna hang over the fender

Stay positive and hang with the crew

I was twelve when the gunned you

It's over, it's over, it's all over.

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

Hang here cuz people's previously sold rocks?

Heard the sound of several gun shots

We hang at school and chat every night

In this life you dead wrong or ain't living right

Now i hang my head in shame

I got that goodman game