This is a song about "Hells"

Cause we been off them slave ships

Down with hells denizens

No wonder she felt she had personalised keys to hells locks.

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

Free road into hells gates, devilish mindstate how much more can you take,

Go ahead admit it faggot, this shit is tighter than butt rape

Wrapped in /hells chains in banes mask /stained*

But, shorty i'm far from a saint

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

Discarding what i'm regarding, dreams parking, hells bombarding

I'm stabbing you with the melody coz i'm in hells kitchen with the recipe

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Guns blazing, hells raising

Bun b, i’m underground king

It’s something that’s in your veins

You fags, send ya to hells gates