This is a song about "Bell work"

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

I think it's only right, hoarse and everything

Sneak and blogger, does that ring a bell?

Breakdancing to melle mel

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Unassertive pussies cant keep work

Boss in my hugo, floss like my tooth hurt

People around are doing their work

People say i am a tinker bell

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

So the homie wale can leave the hook right

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

Nope they cant tolerate a minute past the bell

They let them white boys free, we be shocked as hell

I gotta make it even if heaven or hell

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