This is a song about "Hell in a handbasket"

That's g shit, i be bumping fiend shit

In the midst of a hell pit

All i wanna know girl what yo name is, i see them other niggas they be on that lame shit

Never know when i'm in your room and hell comes in my heart with a different climate

Either way i'm trapped in a hell that celebrates my sweet decay

If you can make it through the night there's a brighter day

My bitch on the come-up while your bitch is going broke

I feel like we're in a fairy tale, but hell yeah it's a joke

You forever trapped in the illusion that you thought was hell

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

Got four underneath the old-school as well

This man is dapper, manufactured in hell

I'll take you to hell in this damn battle, here's a brochure.

I'm forever dope, you can check your schedule

I thought i recognized her

Fucking hell what a rapper,