This is a song about "Mr hills"

You be tapping like a mr

You know...you know who you are

Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold

And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold,

Nobody gave a fuck and moved over the hills

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance

And i got cheeks so apple red they'd make her run for the hills,

If this was back in the days you'd get a lot of gills

*devil* big assignment, mr. hutchison,

You can all get hit and we ain't lenient to women

Mr. lucifer, you're no fucking lucifer!

Put that shit on whatever, we running another summer

But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans

Steepen hills and silence sounds, we fostered throughout daydreams

Rapping roulette, this life is a drug

Mr. rebel don’t give a fuck