This is a song about "Hill"

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

I get it crackin' like the lips of a nigger, actor

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

First line & (sugar hill baby, sugar hill baby)

Or smoke some purp take a percocet and xanax and chill

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

Stepped out on her and she love a nigga still

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

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

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

She's bound to be bitchin if she hasn't got a fix inso... now i lay me down to sleep

Falling down a hill thats 90 degree steep, to nice, cant keep a little for my heap

Cannonball, brawls, fall off the hill

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

These things take your life down hill faster than the autobahn

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom