This is a song about "Hangin with my bff"

Didn't do a thing at all

Hangin' pictures on my wall

Ropes hangin' from the ceiling waiting for me to hang myself

While i ride this maserati, rick and his best friends

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Hangin' on the corner, lookin' real sporty

With my guns your get antiquated

In the midst of a fire pit

Kill em all with my stick

So drop the slam and lets get sick