This is a song about "Hill"

At bunker hill hot summer,

I don’t care where ya are

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

While we sweating you dripping wet from what your body spill

I wanna chill on sugar hill baby

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Now the first week sales can't hardly compete

Including fox hill and 27th street

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

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

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

I don't drink beer, why the fuck am i here

Like a snow ball running down a hill

Stepped out on her and she love a nigga still

I'm a climber, my wish the hill

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill