This is a song about "Hanging with my bros"

And when i start to rise

You and joe bros for life

I worry bout my cousins while hanging with a duchess

Can't wait til i see l.a., cause it's so scandalous

No point in hanging on

Pay dues like a hair salon

With a tear they try to tell me but i never listen

Cause in this tank, it's me and my bros rhyming for fun

I've got skeletons in my closet but now there just hanging. death

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears