This is a song about "Hell hound"

Don't want to go to hell

Shows to do, got record to sell

Let me call that hotel

You say your dope as hell,

Momma said i am a hell

And i ain't goin' well

Then sit empty in hell

And bad bitches give me head and tell

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

Ripping up this beat raw dog like a blood hound, ruff ruff,

Reason she's found to hound today or whenever.

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

This carnival is straight from hell

Got four underneath the old-school as well

Slaughtering all you clowns, i'm lyrically profound, a hound,

My self-respect i leave that, in the lost and found