This is a song about "Hell to the no"

Though i know a couple niggas tryna hem my long jeans joe

I slapped myself across the face and told myself "hell no,

Not a morning person, hell no

That remix flow, mocco bread, pg though

With the intention to rock the bells and raise hell

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

Cause everybody else did it i had to save face

And its gone to hell, personality's all over the place

Adding fuel to the fire only made his hell worse

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Only her and i knownow i'm sitten' in tha state pen

I've been to hell and back to hell then back to the hell again,

You go "pon' de river": leave you in ponds and rivers

Hell, what's suppose to contain all of the sinners

I guess i met you for a reason only time could tell, but well

The shit he did, didn't fit it. hit it broke, you joke, bits fell to hell.