This is a song about "Going to hell"

I knew for sure that my father was going to hell.

Like dammit you the shit you do it so well

But buy a .44, blasting at playa haterswanting more with a thug passion

Shit now i'm going to hell maybe i'll bunk with hitler,and we could take turns in

Put my squad on my back like i'm wearing me a starter jacket

Cause' you'll be put on a bus going straight to hell, oh yeah does that shit

For a send everybody where there going ether hell or heaven,

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

Well here's how to keep the flow going

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Welcome to hell im the warden

Why me, i say it cause we number one

All because i heard that he was talkin' to danielle

With the intention to rock the bells and raise hell

I delete they history

Hell! it's too late to be