This is a song about "Die inot hell"

The twin towers fell

I'm not confined in a hell.

Breakdancing to melle mel

But instead i want hell

Busting off, tryna touch the sky

People steal, people die,

I like big butts and i cannot lie

A bystandered made die

Stead of givin me hell?

And i ain't goin' well

And when i die through sprayin shells, i'd hope hip hop dies and sent straight to hell/

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

No more will we cry

Who watched his father die