This is a song about "Hippy hill"

All you hear in hippy general’s beef are just rifle shots,

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Stepped out on her and she love a nigga still

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

At bunker hill hot summer,

He a message, i'm the runner

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don

These things take your life down hill faster than the autobahn

Like a snow ball running down a hill

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

Smoke reefer with ya,hippy teacher nigga, no evil nigga

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

I'm like b real cos my hill is cypress

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

Im the main one falling down the hill

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill