This is a song about "Hang"

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

My crewsurvive reincarnation after i’m dead

Low income no bills getting paid

Cuz i hang with people that skate

We hang at school and chat every night

Watchin the cops roll byit ain't easy... that's right

Searching for fortune and fame

Now i hang my head in shame

Hang up the telephone

Little latasha sho' grown

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

Hang your problems on a hanger

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

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

Now i'm self made; and i'm high paid

I like to hang out with kate,