This is a song about "Hanging myself"

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

Hypochondriac, hanging out at the laundromat

Chillin' with homies and family

Low hanging fruit that was me

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

If we was giving daps to everybody left you hanging

Your mommy honestly hanging with me making bukkake

It involves a mighty deity, by the n. n.name, yahweh.

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

I wasn't ready for you to leave me hanging

Hanging out the woods, famz nigaa just ask me

I just want somebody i can see

Get high together, left ny together

But you’re hanging from that tether

Thinking of bliss and the good days

Hanging all over the place.