This is a song about "Massey hill"

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

Loud pack, i propel. burgandy, out to kill

So see it ain't a mistake if i don't climb up this hill

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

The fugees, lauryn hill rocked the mic and big daddy kane,

I am not tina, buddy, do not give my window pain

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

I'm like b real cos my hill is cypress

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

These things take your life down hill faster than the autobahn

Chillin on a hill like two villians switchin feelings

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

Wrap around 'til they hit the ground and they hear a sound

Raise a hill place my foot in the sand creating a mound,

I don't trust nonelook what the 80's did

Hill in this bitch i emit you omit.