This is a song about "Hill"

Im the main one falling down the hill

Loud pack, i propel. burgandy, out to kill

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

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

Hill in this bitch i emit you omit.

And, uh, i don’t know what keeps me alive, shit

How simple they are

At bunker hill hot summer,

I used to be the most humble until

I'm a climber, my wish the hill

Lemonade connoisseur life's lemons coming out

Cause joeyy alexx hill got hella money in the bank account

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Chillin on a hill like two villians switchin feelings

She ever fuck around, she will make a nigga kill

Aw shit, no, that was eminem and cyprus hill