This is a song about "Hanging yourself"

And you ain't doing nothing wrong

Hanging out here all day long,

I worry bout my cousins while hanging with a duchess

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Hypochondriac, hanging out at the laundromat

Sick of hard times so i tell em to fall back

Yeah, that there is a fight in itself

Else.stand up for yourself,

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

If we was giving daps to everybody left you hanging

Low hanging fruit that was me

No smilescause ain't a thing funny

Then you ished yourself

So hold back ya tears

That's word to my mom

No point in hanging on