This is a song about "Sang"

Hightalking back to the screen drinkin' liquorhavin' big dreams of gettin' richer

Babbling with no manners, singin' like anna, when she first sang to her sister

As long as i can sang with you like:

Phone calls from my niggas on the, other side

As long as when the check came they got first dibsnow brenda's belly is getting bigger

So eventually, i kept to myself like elsa, while anna sang to, her sister

A twenty somethin cup

Sang a song, oh you don't know? what?

To. a cold wind blew, knew i was through. i swear an angel sang!

Wanted to go skate, can't, now my day is borin', damn

It's been a hell of a journey for me man

Rap just hasn't been the same since wu-tang sang,

I'm so into you, witness a nigga make the bed bang

Well i'm here to inform you that that fat bitch sang

Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day came

Don’t want nothing from a nigga; he all kinds of lame