This is a song about "Want to hang out"

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

I'm feelin' a little skeptical who i hang out with

I'd rather hang out with conservative cynical bigots,

There's no answer for it, these rhetorical lyrics

Bloody hair tangles as i hang out with these priests

We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets

Bein' a woman, a black woman at that, no doubt

I got problems, that i don't want to let out.

I go, in when i start putting words out

Mm let it out show them u want to shout

I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city

But i don't want her to be with me just out of pity

He just blasts out, want people to just feel his shit

Whoa yo, yo.. no homo, i'm not gay, faggot