This is a song about "Gun hill road"

Like a snow ball running down a hill

She sing, model, and dance, but can't sit still

The way we blow that shit up, call it hamburger hill,

It's terminally, permanently, seriously ill

Word play, olubowale is my first name

Cypress hill, insane in the brain, changed the game,

On the road less taken

Ain't nothing to peyton

I'm a climber, my wish the hill

Meanin’ i don’t play ‘cause wale is ill

I wanna chill on sugar hill baby

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Riding around without a fuck given

You talkin bout toting that gun

Around my way, i'm cut throat

All cough, crystals off yellow brick road/