This is a song about "Hang"

She said look ma, no hands and no darling i don't dance

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

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

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

I'll hang you on a hook near the brink of death

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

The numbers unknown, hang up the phone

Jt: my mom’s been so alone

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

Older people looking at me how i bought all of this

At an extremly alarming rate

Cuz i hang with people that skate

But in the meantime it's lights please

His balls hang awkwardly isosceles

You gotta make sure you aim right

We hang at school and chat every night