This is a song about "Smoke shell hencher"

They say if you listen to a conch shell.

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

Before you could feel the shell shock of words like a grenade/

Where every recipient, property of the state

Spent a long time coming up this road

Then clouding out the sun with poison smoke

Wave farewell to the infidels, excel out of his shell then yell citadel

Come on over to the scene, grab a table, let me take a look at that there

Shag a beauty she loves me shell be my queen make this our story

Nigga so focused, shout out that ? a quarter six forty

From hearing your novelle someone will expel the details of a shell

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

Ever since then i had no job

I smoke on the best smoke

Your enemies was the prey and now you pray to god

My peoples sale rock, & cell blocks, got us shell shock