This is a song about "Hang"

Now i hang my head in shame

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

Mami told me son, hold your own

Hang up the telephone

Bloody hair tangles as i hang out with these priests

Absurd g, chickens clucking for bird seeds

We hang at school and chat every night

Yo she think my steering wheel on the wrong side

Hang with you, sip drank with you

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

Lets get fucked up to the bone

The numbers unknown, hang up the phone

I left the city for a minute but it's still on my back

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