This is a song about "Burn in hell"

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

Wake da fuck up,solder!tonight we'll have dinner in hell!

This man is dapper, manufactured in hell

She got a fat ass, she prolly know me well

I’m a blood motherfucker, nothing new to tell

Not thinkin bout the boy that you dropped off in hell.

I'm not confined in a hell.

And bad bitches give me head and tell

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

I live in god's waiting room, depressing as hell

Spread them in hell and watch your ashes burn to dust,

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

Relax, take ya coat off, and let me getcha name

It's lame remains will burn in ashes when it stays the same/

I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell

Okay gay go to hell they will appreciate your rap and treat you well in the hell