This is a song about "Stringer bell"

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

He must travel to hell, wait, survive the rotten smell, wait, then ring a bell

I'm a 1,000 lbs kettle bell compressed- bomb in the flesh

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

I don't need the bell i'll dig myself out from this grave

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

They rang the bell and pounded on the door

No ho, acquainted with the floor

Spit shit like ali to make the knock out bell ring

And my wish is to have everything

When you let that nigga grab your naked ass

The bell rings and i walk up to next class

Breakdancing to melle mel

Sneak and blogger, does that ring a bell?

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

No need to trip, you can tell em that i’m cool as hell