This is a song about "You hang with the opps you can die with the opps"

Then you can tell your friends that you relaxed with the kid

Face it: your face caucasian, you literally naked

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Guess what you loose, now please go hang yourself with a string

I don't give a fuck whether or not you hang with thugs

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

'coz how the fuck can you be friends with a craz-y

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

'cuz they don’t smile or smell like you

Stay positive and hang with the crew

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

I can see it with my cats eye but you to busy teaching kids that rats die

Watching for the cops that's moving through

Hang with you, sip drank with you

You just stupid guy and hang around with stupid guys

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice