This is a song about "Hell hound in side"

It's that crack, give you something to sell

I live in god's waiting room, depressing as hell

And if i want to go outside

45 always tucked in the side

Not thinkin bout the boy that you dropped off in hell.

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

So the homie wale can leave the hook right

Take a look in my head, welcome to the dark side

Well that didn't go well, let us try to make it swell

From right to left with sniper's breath, righteous steps, step in hell,

A baby basket hound gettin lashed,

And bijies like im out and

He's in the sewers with evildoers mauled on the side

I just think i need one night, slightly more if it's done right

Tried to warn the little nigga either stop or die

And im rapping side to side with this comet in the sky