This is a song about "Thurnis haley"

Go and get it motherfucker, if you murder kids

Oh hail might jesus crucifix the addicts,

So i proceed to make gs, eternally in my mission

Always on my own ass pressurin, rain hail sleet weather in,

Real street nigga, ain’t no clone

I'm the flowking hail to my throne

My liver's cold, i got the frigid flow

Cause they gon want a return rain sleet hail snow

And if you love substance you'll love wale

Cool like dat, or just a hardhead like hail,

But five years from now i bet she see

I was kissin nikki haley

So they jock my tail spot, when it pours hail drop

Out there on my bumper like a city cop

Put the beaver in the mail, we can take it slow like snail

Ebrious but hardly frail, tedious but always hail