This is a song about "Hill"

I don't drink beer, why the fuck am i here

I'm a king of that hill,i'm keeping it real

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

I wanna chill on sugar hill baby

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

Including fox hill and 27th street

She ever fuck around, she will make a nigga kill

Thats why u behind u still the right on the hill...

When will i be able to rest upon this hill so steep,

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

Knowing you shouldn't think that way and trying to freeze your brain

Cypress hill, insane in the brain, changed the game,

Hill in this bitch i emit you omit.

Damn i’m no good, but damn it’s so good

It's terminally, permanently, seriously ill

So see it ain't a mistake if i don't climb up this hill