This is a song about "Bobby hill"

No fucks given to any body ill be shaking and baking like ricky bobby

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Including fox hill and 27th street

Yeah i know we never got to meet

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

I'm a climber, my wish the hill

Baby, you know who you are

At bunker hill hot summer,

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

Stepped out on her and she love a nigga still

Meanin’ i don’t play ‘cause wale is ill

Like a snow ball running down a hill

Tree those niggas, i'm a g to them cause the ogs here

I'm a king of that hill,i'm keeping it real

So now this work's been worthless

Bobby knight be coachin us