This is a song about "Hang"

But i guess that shit's just tough love

Come hang with the greatness.

I'd rather hang out with conservative cynical bigots,

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

His balls hang awkwardly isosceles

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

Now i hang my head in shame

Who dat, who dat? bitch i got that flame

Hang your problems on a hanger

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

And word i blew off herb i grew

Hang with you, sip drank with you

My all gold rolly or the

I like to hang out with laura,

Ya hang out with the boy then it's money you get

I don’t see them t-dum-izzle as a threat