This is a song about "Hao dang"

Spit it sick and rip it up, don't need your dang chain,

Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim

You gotta understand man

Ya body hangs, from the crane you dang.

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

Sick of hard times so i tell em to fall back

Do you feel that searing pain? dang man

Fifth wheel on the back just hang

Got one, got two, three, four girls

Dang ballerina, quit your twirls,

Do you feel that searing pain? dang man

Boy, you can’t tell me a damn thang

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

Follow to your limousine, stuck you like a nicotine patch

You ain’t content with tryin' to do your thang

Do you feel that searing pain? dang man