This is a song about "Hang"

Now i hang my head in shame

And i put that on my name

The best in my position, i’m passionate with lyrics

I'd rather hang out with conservative cynical bigots,

Pressed in timeswe busted like bubbleswith the police

Bloody hair tangles as i hang out with these priests

That's why i shine like i does

Come hang with the greatness.

Gods words all cursed like crackshai-tan's way of gettin us back

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

Hang yourself and be sure to allow me to keep the noose,

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

Be shy when we're all alone

Hang up the telephone