This is a song about "Hanging out"

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

But you’re hanging from that tether

Tongues hanging out like dogs in the middle of august

This audemar on my wrist, got it harder than missed

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

And really don't matter unless y'all coming with

No car you can see me hanging out at the bus stop

Go take the "p" out, put a "w", you'll see what i got

While syd is telling me that she's been getting intimate with men

Blue dixon running shoes hanging from laces,hearts pounding faster when

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

If we was giving daps to everybody left you hanging

Now everybody put your hands up high

All corners of the globe got the world hanging from my

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Meanwhile in the ghetto the blood leaked from hanging rugs,