This is a song about "Bell work"

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

He must travel to hell, wait, survive the rotten smell, wait, then ring a bell

Hurricane clapping, lyricism ain't working

I still knock rappers out, hear the bell ring

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

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

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

And end up working at mcdonalds or taco bell

Creepy carnival, does that ring a bell?

It's that crack, give you something to sell

Like dammit you the shit you do it so well

People say i am a tinker bell

Unassertive pussies cant keep work

Ass-clappin' standing on applauding the effort

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Surrender no? then blunder at first bell, you'll need a rep reconstruction