This is a song about "Hao dang"

Dang! dang! stop! stop! kianté you can't just give it to em just

When it comes to beef it becomes a talent

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

You been doing this cause you got me here feeling so dang helpless,

Talking about the god you serve

Dang ballerina, quit your twirls,

And tell ‘em that i don’t give a damn

Ya body hangs, from the crane you dang.

They napped and slept on me, man, i hate black

She dang near broke her back to give us what we had,

Follow to your limousine, stuck you like a nicotine patch

Her name rearranged displays her fate: exile by e, there's the dang match

My name is in your title, dang, you tryin to promote me dude?

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit

Ya body hangs, from the crane you dang.

Can you picture my specific plan