This is a song about "Jada bell"

Yea i'm livin' right these niggas dead wrong

Door bell sounds like it's dinged it's last dong

It would be my honor to stand up and ring the rebelz bell.

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

He must travel to hell, wait, survive the rotten smell, wait, then ring a bell

When he yelps that means he has to go to taco bell

Only getting high cuz we closer to hell

A king's assassination is why most often fear the hell

Whos ready for the match that they get cracked like liberty bell

They rang the bell and pounded on the door

Then the world ain't no trick no more

Silver and demaz, does that ring a bell?

Got four underneath the old-school as well

It's that crack, give you something to sell

People say i am a tinker bell