This is a song about "Hanging yourself"

When you don't fuckin' suck yourself,

Roll up niggas be like sex

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

No point in hanging on

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

Then hanging with fake friends and having laughs

I shed so many tears

Like when you shot yourself

Don't want to be the king

And my nuts stay hanging

But you’re hanging from that tether

That i will leave earth with her