This is a song about "Hanging out"

Hanging out the woods, famz nigaa just ask me

Now i can draw your face up pretty

It's cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won

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

I worry bout my cousins while hanging with a duchess

Sick, spit a pandemic, crack and cancer mixed with cannabis

I remember cops hanging out on the old blocks

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

Meanwhile in the ghetto the blood leaked from hanging rugs,

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Tongues hanging out like dogs in the middle of august

I am only a man and i don't know what to think

(ball so hard) bitch, behave, just might let you meet 'ye

Your mommy honestly hanging with me making bukkake

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

Just to watch the grammys, man she's so attractive