This is a song about "Heck"

Heck man you're so short i can call you a bloody hobbit

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

This boy's cocky as heck, annoyed cause i got the respect

Cuz i wanna keep the heck off the cover of the national news week,

We ain't playing for rings and that trophy i mention before, i let em keep

So get the heck outta here,

I dont really shakespeare

Gets older, bolder, and cold cause he's left alone

That is a heck of a thing for the wife when you come home,

Can't forget the amount of words, flipping heck it's just absurd

I better straighten it out, soon as i get to work

Ballin til the buzzer blow

You want my fame, heck no

Heck, his body turned to a speck

Y’all millhouse, blew y’all head