This is a song about "Amy bell"

They rang the bell and pounded on the door

And i don’t wanna be a playa no more

Cuz nowadays i'm banging girl named amy

Fuck sara lee, mrs. smith; you the pie lady

I'll even light a joint while i'm waiting for the school bell

Young and dumb as hell, businesses i'm running well

Gucci & nike, that’s what i call an option

When people bell phone and its off they start mourning

Breakdancing to melle mel

People say i am a tinker bell

Somone comes down with the intent of killing i sent him to hell, using an iron bell,

Snakes ain't got enough nuts to replace mesittin in this, livin hell, listenin to niggas yell

Now i spit shit like ali to make the knockout bell ring,

My mind potent like you high off keys or something

It would be my honor to stand up and ring the rebelz bell.

All because i heard that he was talkin' to danielle