This is a song about "Highwat to hell"

To my level of hell, this california hotel,

Calling niggas really knowing they dont give a hell

‘cause that’s the case i'm known to pack a tool as well

What a disgrace and these niggas say that i'll go to hell,

Then this kid walked up to me, was spewing facts of hell,

She got a fat ass, she prolly know me well

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

I guess i met you for a reason only time could tell, but well

Nigga trying to live like hova, but well

Feed you some shells, send you straight down to hell

Got four underneath the old-school as well

Used to winning but losing is #hell

It's really not an issue

"what the hell am i suppose to do"

From right to left with sniper's breath, righteous steps, step in hell,

All because i heard that he was talkin' to danielle