This is a song about "Hills"

And you'll be in the purpule hills

They bringing me fish and chips

Aint no hills that can stop us from me caring still

So i spend it real fast, cause i’m tryna sit and chill

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

And guess what there is no running to the hills cause your dead and i'm the cause

My rhyming skills got you climbing hills

Harder to escape the jail cells and bills

I'm only head over hills when you give ma dick a lick on a peak.

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

Steepen hills and silence sounds, we fostered throughout daydreams

Think you're fresh? talk to will smith. i've rocked these hills since

Although weight gets you paper, i pray you're weighing your options

California house in the hills, big windows no blinds

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice