This is a song about "Hill"

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

Aw shit, no, that was eminem and cyprus hill

Meanin’ i don’t play ‘cause wale is ill

Cannonball, brawls, fall off the hill

I like my glasses filled, as if it has to spill

The way we blow that shit up, call it hamburger hill,

Crossed them powers or devoured in a heartbeat

Including fox hill and 27th street

I'm a climber, my wish the hill

For real, a nigga ill

Mass appeal,and this bag i hit got me alaskan chill

Hey nine ball wanna take a purple pill and roll down a hill,

Including fox hill and 27th street

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

And let them lames get your old number

At bunker hill hot summer,