This is a song about "Where sinners dwell"

Do not dwell or retell, on the things that befell or you'll fell

A king's assassination is why most often fear the hell

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

And so its inwards to the vineyards of my mind i dwell,

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

When all of the sinners just hollow beginners

Would i stay with her, or separate or move along now

Stick and move through rigid slopes with timid flow of the sinners bow

Praise those who pray but i prey on the sinners,

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

The more that i dwell, the harder it becomes.

But i guess i'm just gonna make this fish stew because

No comparing dice, like the devil lets us smell advice, guilt of a sinners

See embraces, fall short on the numb tips of street entrepeneur fingers

Slit sparks with a razor, hooked up to a taser, so as im slicing her i can tase her

Where im from? a city full of sinners so when i die my soul is going to the highest bidder