This is a song about "Ryan bell"

I guess i met you for a reason only time could tell, but well

It would be my honor to stand up and ring the rebelz bell.

So now she picks up the gun

Whats up, my name is ryan,

I still knock rappers out, hear the bell ring

Just know fame has a price, lose everything

Well that didn't go well, let us try to make it swell

I'll even light a joint while i'm waiting for the school bell

Young and dumb as hell, businesses i'm running well

Silver and demaz, does that ring a bell?

The bell rings and i walk up to next class

While i'm rubbing on that ass

I'm like the man on mars; i'm high as hell

People say i am a tinker bell

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

Ryan spits hot fire