This is a song about "Mike bell"

I'm spreadin' to all the crews back, peace harry mike,

Nigga i tranquilize a bucketful of crabs damn right

I was at the xxl just trying to excel

People say i am a tinker bell

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

Only getting high cuz we closer to hell

Psycho as ol’ mike jackson without nyquil, michael,

Spit it like i get it from the bible for your survival

No need to trip, you can tell em that i’m cool as hell

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

Silver and demaz, does that ring a bell?

Like dammit you the shit you do it so well

Vowed i wanted life to be sweet like blue bell

So she sees sex as a way of leaving hell