This is a song about "Rot in hell"

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

Between living in hell or killing yourself?

Who fell and dwells in hell and rots

Heard the sound of several gun shots

I can do better without you

Would end up in hell too!

Then sit empty in hell

And bad bitches give me head and tell

You forever trapped in the illusion that you thought was hell

And even if i do i know my momma gon be well

Not thinkin bout the girl that you dropped off in hell.

Imitated out-of-toners wasn't going well

I am so bad i can burn in hell

Breakdancing to melle mel

Shit i'm livin' is real, grew up in straight hell

She got a fat ass, she prolly know me well