This is a song about "Hence"

I herald the gallows, hence i beat to death with threads, ropes, or metal

Serving gumbo with a shovel, dog i'm on another level

If she don't fake, i work that pussy out, like it was outta shape

Though it may happen again but since then i widened hence scenes changed,

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

While a sit on the fence, hence the reason why i'm tense

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

In relation, they won't look at potheads with drugs wanting to go hence and smoke that shit

The centrepiece of spirit, hence i speak coherent,

I got a penny in my pocket, million in the trunk

What you bust still sucks, an obituary's sanctuary don't make sense

Hence the intensity inner city dealers pocket profit at my expense

Their buzz internet and mines in her net

Hence thugs have become the number one threat