This is a song about "Corbin bell"

That skate hard, thrash black hoodies, try something

Spit shit like ali to make the knock out bell ring

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

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

It would be my honor to stand up and ring the rebelz bell.

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

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

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

And there's little to be glad for

They rang the bell and pounded on the door

[hehehe] so lets begin this tv-dinner, tummy rumbling binge, ring the bell

When things went wrong we'd blame mamai reminisce on the stress i caused, it was hell

I chase cheese i get it, nothing but cream i'm getting

Now i spit shit like ali to make the knockout bell ring,

Ring a bell, it better cause bitch i'll wear a hater like a sweater

Odd future, o.f. until, until from now until forever