This is a song about "Over the hills"

Big said it, more money more ills

My rhyming skills got you climbing hills

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

California house in the hills, big windows no blinds

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

By the time you climb the taller hills you'll be able to use it

High as shit, i’m in a booth

Fighting over the mythical truth

So my outlook's dim and my house is eventually without any heat

I'm only head over hills when you give ma dick a lick on a peak.

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

Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold

Pg, riverdale, largo, temple hills

Silicone bitches got the confidence

Thought the paul walker disses were over

Of impactful things one can ask for