This is a song about "Bell"

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

Cause i feed you well. every sneaker, hell

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

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Cash and hell rell. zeek doin' 3, he even fell, hell

And end up working at mcdonalds or taco bell

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

Show me some happiness again, i'm going blindi spend my time in this cell, ain't living well

She got a fat ass, she prolly know me well

The best thing would be for me to leave taco bell

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

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

Truthfully don't do much, but with you trying do something

Spit shit like ali to make the knock out bell ring