This is a song about "Hangin out with freinds"

So many ovadosed,slit wrists and hangin with they belt

I'm gettin blitzed and i reminsce on all the times we shared

And all the shit you went through

No longer alive with out you,

I like to hang out with laura,

I try to tell them i'm one of the

He pumped reeboks, his uncles pumped packs

Talkin' about hangin' peeps, and killin' blacks.

Gang-bangin', thang hangin', introduced crack so they bang bang,

To witness the realest shit that's ever been told to man

Repping that west with knock out

Fuck what y’all talkin’ about

With out doubt i wont back out

Or know what its about