This is a song about "Beau howe"

Be careful who you're messing with when you call the bluff out

Tell them that you're from the wolf gang and you're fuckin' proud

.......man whats a hill to a mountain,

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

But i’m worth it though work this shit so perfect though

I think you swallow your brain is hollow

Red berry everywhere, got puff getting jealous

Talked about taking my life but everyone seemed to call my bluff

Or smoke some purp take a percocet and xanax and chill

Aw shit, no, that was eminem and cyprus hill

Thats why u behind u still the right on the hill...

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

First line & (sugar hill baby, sugar hill baby)

Little faggots tryna bluff, i ain't a jock or a geek,

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep