This is a song about "Tinker bell"

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

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

Like that bell the sing before they clock them in a fight,

Pictures of me in my final stage you know mama cried

The bell rings and i walk up to next class

Private plane tsa can kiss my ass

It would be my honor to stand up and ring the rebelz bell.

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

Got four underneath the old-school as well

"jdot won this battle" doesn't that ring a bell?

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

Cash and hell rell. zeek doin' 3, he even fell, hell

A quick thinker you go against her no time to tinker

Still dreaming up ways to help you niggas die quicker

All because i heard that he was talkin' to danielle

Whos ready for the match that they get cracked like liberty bell