This is a song about "Hanging yourself"

From an african american stance

Then hanging with fake friends and having laughs

Together all the timethought it was true love

I worry bout my cousins while hanging with a duchess

Ill as a blood born pathogen to the killed

Tongues hanging out like dogs in the middle of august

You're just hand clapping for yourself

And everybody's having sex

Hypochondriac, hanging out at the laundromat

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

One time for the girls with the right shoes

I am hanging there like a goof

When you don't fuckin' suck yourself,

After lebron, i'm what's next

Told to just be yourself

Roll up niggas be like sex