This is a song about "Hang"

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

Hang here cuz people's previously sold rocks?

I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business

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

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Wrap his throat with knotted rope and hang him from the balcony

I'll hang you like a plaque i'll fang you as an attack

I'm trying to make a way, she never call back

You gotta learn how to walk on your own

The numbers unknown, hang up the phone

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

I'm a gang man let's play hang man cos your raps