This is a song about "Suicide hill"

We're made for each other

At bunker hill hot summer,

Thinkin bout suicide

It sends her on a trip so right

I wanna chill on sugar hill baby

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Im the main one falling down the hill

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

I've considerations of a vicious suicide

Cause you're not my wife, bitch you're a stand for this night

Suicide bombs like a motherfucking terrorist

Cause rolling with the fake got my loved ones killed

Aw shit, no, that was eminem and cyprus hill

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

You're uncool like my mother kin

Suicide depression,