This is a song about "Highwat to hell"

And listen well, they won’t hesitate to see and give ‘em hell,

Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell

Now your under my spell welcome to hell

Keep it on the low, never kiss and tell

Man the people kissin' cheeks of the devil, got to hell,

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

I knew for sure that my father was going to hell.

And all these bitches that i hung with ain’t doing too well

Used to winning but losing is #hell

I was at the xxl just trying to excel

Girls fast how jamaicans run

Welcome to hell im the warden

Wait more like the exorcist that insists to bring you to hell,

All because i heard that he was talkin' to danielle

The twin towers fell

Don't want to go to hell