This is a song about "Dumd as hell"

You're fired and tired, you can't stay up like a limp dick

High as hell but still the master of the mic

You know i’m stickin' to that proper code: strapped up, lock n load

They rapping serious as hell , lol , talking bout its a joke

She got a fat ass, she prolly know me well

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

Give up now? you might as well, voice soundin' white as hell,

‘cause that’s the case i'm known to pack a tool as well

It's that crack, give you something to sell

But as rude and as indecent as all hell

I find it funny as hell his death was in a motor

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

I got tha word as hell

Breakdancing to melle mel

But now i'm back again, going hard as hell

Like dammit you the shit you do it so well