This is a song about "Stop club"

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

Hitmen taking out people at the club

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

Stimulating night in club type of fact

Blew up the club i'm gone

Where i went wrong

Fun, sucks that i'm too tall for the tub

She was the queen of the club

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

When my song play the whole club fucking lost it

They say no fighting in da club so i broght my matic

You is just a groupie bitch and groupie bitch, no i am sick