This is a song about "Hella jeff"

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

Bigger than elephant most a yall hella sent

Of dissecting jeff beck into small compact sections

The road to hell is paved with good intentions

My eyes only see deez, that's why i'm young and burnt out

Cause joeyy alexx hill got hella money in the bank account

Must be hella awful cause sure as i am i can find my ways

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

Won so many battles i got hella niggas after me

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

Hella dirty like i'm paris hilton

Just to match the grind with precision

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Im gifted, dont get this twisted never miss this wicked flow hella dope smoking

If i lost you be patient

Got me goin hella weird