This is a song about "Hill"

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

I'm like b real cos my hill is cypress

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

I wanna chill on sugar hill baby

She sing, model, and dance, but can't sit still

Like a snow ball running down a hill

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

I'm a climber, my wish the hill

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

But if i threw your fat ass up a hill, you would roll down faster.

She my billie jean we menage with mary jane

The fugees, lauryn hill rocked the mic and big daddy kane,

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

Chillin on a hill like two villians switchin feelings

Including fox hill and 27th street

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need