This is a song about "Hell naw"

Let me call that hotel

Burberry, quite a hell

Naw, to her hope is slowly sliddin away

Momma say, you making me lose pay

This carnival is straight from hell

It's that crack, give you something to sell

And bad bitches give me head and tell

Stead of givin me hell?

Shows to do, got record to sell

This carnival is straight from hell

And i ain't goin' well

You say your dope as hell,

Dream of a king's been a nightmare for anyone

Cause the account never empty, naw it stay full son

Spiderman called he said can i smash i said naw

They infiltrate our homes, africa