This is a song about "Hell and god"

Walk that body, talk that body

And i'm bringing god with me.

I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell

Okay gay go to hell they will appreciate your rap and treat you well in the hell

‘cause that’s the case i'm known to pack a tool as well

With the intention to rock the bells and raise hell

I’m a blood motherfucker, nothing new to tell

Jodi's back started hurting and she's like yo what the hell?

Everyday livin in hell and god is my witness

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

Get your revenue popping before you ever do talk on them

I've been to hell and back to hell then back to the hell again,

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

Who fell and dwells in hell and rots

Young and dumb as hell, businesses i'm running well

But as rude and as indecent as all hell