This is a song about "Hanging in the club hitting the quan playing games hanging out"

Braggin in the night club,

Bitches is artificially duck

We just started playing games, you got the highscore but now it's game over

Well look, if you don't talk, i mean these sessions are going to go slower

All the while the thin line i was walking on would dip lower below the edge barely hanging on,

I rap acapella, no beat im undefeat, call me undefeated, and if anyone thinks you won

Hanging with the wrong morons in this world i was thrown on.

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

He's hanging by his fingers at the edge of a cliff

Meanwhile in the ghetto the blood leaked from hanging rugs,

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Hypochondriac, hanging out at the laundromat

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

And my nuts stay hanging