This is a song about "Amy bell"

When he yelps that means he has to go to taco bell

No need to trip, you can tell em that i’m cool as hell

Like that bell the sing before they clock them in a fight,

Vertebrae snapped, gats...huh, i swerve em right

If not i'm hoping that this letter could convey how i'm feeling

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

Creepy carnival, does that ring a bell?

It's that crack, give you something to sell

I'm like the man on mars; i'm high as hell

People say i am a tinker bell

Ring a bell, it better cause bitch i'll wear a hater like a sweater

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Vowed i wanted life to be sweet like blue bell

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

"jdot won this battle" doesn't that ring a bell?

‘cause that’s the case i'm known to pack a tool as well