This is a song about "Hang up"

//fast flow to match the beat, if you do it slow you probably wont notice the internals lol

If i was still in the same position i would hang that shit up like a prank call

The numbers unknown, hang up the phone

Don’t hit my twitter, leave me alone

I wish i could reach up and touch the clouds, they hang above me,

No snakes, royalty hating niggas don’t get no pussy

I'd rather hang out with conservative cynical bigots,

Heavenly father, martin, malcolm mixed with them lyrics

Dear sweetheart, wassup boo

Hang with you, sip drank with you

Now i hang my head in shame

You're not usin' your brain