This is a song about "Go to hell"

Scattered from hell to jacobs ladder,

I thought i recognized her

And even if i do i know my momma gon be well

What a disgrace and these niggas say that i'll go to hell,

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

I'll go to hell and step in fire lakes, earth is still as rough,

Now that i've entered hell i don't want to go back

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

Just clowning,we will take him to hell

Imitated out-of-toners wasn't going well

Wait more like the exorcist that insists to bring you to hell,

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

And now that i’m getting money

Hell! it's too late to be

Feed you some shells, send you straight down to hell

I’m a blood motherfucker, nothing new to tell