This is a song about "Put a spell on you"

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

You have to take a year just to write a line to put on a disc

But then the walls begin to change and start bindin a spell.

‘cause that’s the case i'm known to pack a tool as well

I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell

Inside it contains a gel that you must retrieve from a well it will rid you of the spell

You fuckin with hell, i'll cast you a spell

Nigga trying to live like hova, but well

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Soon they will put you on a test.

The walls i couldn't break em or take em apart with a tank

You tricked it, the blast, you got out with a spell cast