This is a song about "Hill"

I guess i got to be a fucking hand-me-down rapper

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

At bunker hill hot summer,

In one way or another

I'm a king of that hill,i'm keeping it real

Pursuin' my happiness, suitable rapper here

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

Chillin on a hill like two villians switchin feelings

Loud pack, i propel. burgandy, out to kill

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

.......man whats a hill to a mountain,

Top ranked, number one my son

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

I wanna chill on sugar hill baby

Hill in this bitch i emit you omit.

How can i persuade more heads to hear this great shit