This is a song about "Hella dope"

Just kids with hella fuel

Praise god, it’s hard to stay spiritual

Go into their room hella silent like a phantom

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

You smokin on laced dope

On top of that, i’m broke

If i don't diss another nigga you dont get that issue

You fuckers hella fat, like whales imma bout to beach you

Feel hella awkward, when they auction of coffins.

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

My balance be so tight rope

Go to school and smoke dope.

Don't second guess it girl there ain't nothing to think about

Cause joeyy alexx hill got hella money in the bank account

Cause i found a hella way to fuse it

If i call your hotline and pay 29.99 shit