This is a song about "Hell goin on at rockdale"

Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds

Bitchin at me like your goin through menopause,

Got a killer flow from the llama

Move on life goes on, so let's keep goin', momma

I guess i met you for a reason only time could tell, but well

At a high scale naw they're not for sale, so sinister its straight from hell

Or just another one of my black jesus traps

They got me goin' mad, i'm knockin' busters on they backs

It's that crack, give you something to sell

I still march on, stand strong, rage and i give ‘em hell

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

Look at what hell got, mail from fish scale docks

Let em marinate, you forever late

And if you're goin on a date mate