This is a song about "Penn hills"

Pop a couple pills, climb a few hills, floatin to the top like a fish with gills,

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

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

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

Steepen hills and silence sounds, we fostered throughout daydreams

California house in the hills, big windows no blinds

We will never die, we are forever alive

Listen to your friend get another man for a minute then repeat

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

It's terminally, permanently, seriously ill

Aint no hills that can stop us from me caring still

Everybody seems to misread every sentence

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

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence

Everyone getting suspicious after the sun hides behind the hills