This is a song about "Hang"

The numbers unknown, hang up the phone

It's time to turn the streets into a war zone

Hang with you, sip drank with you

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

I'd rather hang out with conservative cynical bigots,

I like to hang out with kate,

I don't mind if you niggas hate

My homie always down to hang,

Cause u know that this my jam

Cuz i hang with people that skate

I get my paper, y'all just hate