This is a song about "Bella hockey"

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Isabella, ma bella

Gonna slap you with this hockey stick,

Whips ain't shit but my kicks look sick

See more ice than a hockey goalie

Walk into my great place, cozy

Pepe le pew my music

Your girl calls it hockey stick

You're in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate

Where i had the hockey puck replaced with a grenade!

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Iceman to your face  i'm not talking hockey.

Of felons, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest

You're more oj only puck you hear is in a hockey rink