This is a song about "Hang"

I say i put it so deep now she a cone head

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

So i ended up all alone

The numbers unknown, hang up the phone

I like to hang out with laura,

They left the keys to the brand new porsche

You say the art's dying, nah brother buy an album, the plan

That you dismember a nonmember of your gang you need to hang

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

I'd rather hang out with conservative cynical bigots,

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

Hang here cuz people's previously sold rocks?

Cop a car, new estate

Cuz i hang with people that skate

How i'm like bobby deniro, joe pesc and them cats

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