This is a song about "Hell on wheels"

Im walking hell, living on earth,

We should fuck each others mothers

Uh, yea yea, turn me up a lil bit

The wheels are never rented,

Champaign by your tub, rose pedals as she walk, you know the floor don't need to see you

Hell on earth can't describe the suffering i've witnessed, all for a few,

The more small people at your door like please can i receive

I'm blowin' fuckin' steam off like boats with paddle wheels,

And even if i do i know my momma gon be well

Weighing on my self like a scale is my health the true hell

They're pulling your sleeve, don't believe

Spinning like wheels under my heels,

One less hungry mouth on the welfare!"first ship em dope and let em deal to brothers

Excuse me how the hell do you feel you sit on your ass all day and you mothers

I'm burnin rubber, heat up this track, so call me hot wheels

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets