This is a song about "Hill"

She tell me i got that flame, your rhymes are so deep

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

Cypress hill, insane in the brain, changed the game,

Either one, dun, long as my digits the same

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

I went from honor roll to on a roll down hill, the crashing gave me some back pain

When i ask him for shit, i get no answer, so god is the cancer

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

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

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

Aw shit, no, that was eminem and cyprus hill

Mass appeal,and this bag i hit got me alaskan chill

Let's have a toast for this new love

I'm like b real cos my hill is cypress

Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip

Hill in this bitch i emit you omit.