This is a song about "Hill top hoods"

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

Because of drugs that have taken over our ghettoes and hoods,

She ever fuck around, she will make a nigga kill

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

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

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

Smoking loud, blowing down when the law ain't around

Raise a hill place my foot in the sand creating a mound,

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that

Hill in this bitch i emit you omit.

I say it’s your world, cole world to be exact

Even though ghettoes and hoods are part of the local past,

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

So i could go help the babyshe could barely speak

Just in case a nigga never see that thrill again

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