text: Walk a mile in my Chucks, see where you end up
  You can tell em that
  Ive been through hell and back
  You can tell em that
  Ive been from hell and back
  When the heat is on, I fire back
  In this cold world, where your lighters at
  Lets burn it down, f-f-fire back
  You can tell em that
  Ive been from hell and back
  When the heat is on, I fire back
  In this cold world, where your lighters at
  Lets burn it down, f-f-fire back
  Uh, let’s burn it down, underrated
  Could never say I was underground
  Maybe a little misunderstood when I’m just riding round
  In all lanes, like OJ
  Doing big things, no small change
  We ain’t going nowhere like wine stains
  You see me with the arsenal
  Welcome to the arson show
  Alumni, lace up, don’t trip, I got it, bro
  Sold out in my city, overseas in your state
  Wore double X-L white T’s as a freshman
  To the XXL 2012 freshman
  Damn, I rose up, in the front like Rosa
  It’s been a roller coaster, now I’m ridin in a Rover
  See the camera’s out, but you gotta stay focused
  They expose us, but it’s still so much
  I swear that yall don’t no-tice man
  You could tell em that I’ve been through hell and back
  But I’m home, yeah, took a long time getting here
  But I’m finally in my zone
  So gone off that loud you can hear in my tone
  Put your lighters in the air
  Let’s start a firestorm
  You can tell em that
  Ive been from hell and back
  When the heat is on, I fire back
  In this cold world, where your lighters at
  Lets burn it down, f-f-fire back
  You can tell em that
  Ive been from hell and back
  When the heat is on, I fire back
  In this cold world, where your lighters at
  Lets burn it down, f-f-fire back
  As we bow our heads
  Amen, praise God for everyone
  That made it out of dark like caveman
  And is this my moment? Shit, cause I’ve been waiting
  Came in the game the least favorite
  Made it through rain, now it’s haling
  I’m just saying
  Hell and back ain’t no trip for me
  Please Satan don’t hold me back
  God said this ain’t it for me
  But these haters done got me trapped
  Shit and it’s these haters that got me strapped
  Paranoid bout my friends cause these favors done got me jack
  Consequence of all the misdemeanors
  That I was willing to do to get some rougher ends
  Until the cops 
  Then I’d hop the fence and steal me an old school like Das EFX
  Another call collect and its sad cause
  Those are friends that you grew with
  Telling me they knew that I’d make it
  Now you got the chance to go prove it, gone
  Pay stubs, cold cash
  Work this and I sold that
  Wrote this in my note pad and spilled more ink than my whole tat
  Spill blood on that stage, uh
  I’m the truth and they know that
  Critics lie but these numbers don’t
  Say hello to this gold plaque, it’s Kells
  You can tell em that
  Ive been from hell and back
  When the heat is on, I fire back
  In this cold world, where your lighters at
  Lets burn it down, f-f-fire back
  You can tell em that
  Ive been from hell and back
  When the heat is on, I fire back
  In this cold world, where your lighters at
  Lets burn it down, f-f-fire back