This is a song about "One tree hill"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

You don't know me, or my family tree

My high school girlfriend dykin', my side bitch ain't take her pill

The way we blow that shit up, call it hamburger hill,

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

Like a snow ball running down a hill

Sometimes i think, what i need

Including fox hill and 27th street

Including fox hill and 27th street

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

I'm a climber, my wish the hill

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

Now im sitting right under that money tree

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

Loud pack, i propel. burgandy, out to kill

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