This is a song about "Jumping off hell s mouth"

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

When i rouse a spell, you'll be casted down the mouth of hell

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

You heard van city's finest man, so back the hell up off me

First time i see a lady battle me, oh well first off i raise hell put you in that

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

Something i craved, mocha has got me jumping, like the birth rate.

I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate

And all these bitches that i hung with ain’t doing too well

Not thinkin bout the girl that you dropped off in hell.

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Jumpin out the gym, jumping out the gym

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Why don't you take a sip up on this champagne

Burn in hell thats what i tell my competition, im killin off the weak shit and supplyin my vision

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run