This is a song about "Hail"

Always on my own ass pressurin, rain hail sleet weather in,

Athlete mentality so fuck my competition

Could make the eyes of the blind perform

You prolly wouldnt see dis much ice in a hail storm.

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Walk that body, talk that body

Was written in braille now hail the king

The time is now, on everything

She say she love me more than anything

Get ready to hail to the king

And every nigga that i hung with just use me for bail

Coming down hard like hail, wreckin versse like derail,

Ebrious but hardly frail, tedious but always hail

They giving niggas letters here and they ain't sending mail

Gettin' highwhite boys done wrecked their shittryin to check my ride

The fatty pork, all hail hell's gate, dreams steamed and glorified,