( On My Way To Hell... On My Way To Hell; Would You Die For Me. If Not Would Ya Cry For Me; 6x) As I Look In My Rear View; Leaning In My Back Seat. Visions Of Demons; Bodies On fire. Lots Of screaming; Even Though I'm Mentally High. I ran The Red Light; I Never Bothered To Stop. Now One Of My Homies; In My Passenger Seat. I Pass Him The Weed; But This Anit What This Spirit Needs. He Utter; Then My Gas Pedal Started To freeze. As We Pass Dead Homies; Who Been shot. By The Same Enemies; Then It Clicked In My Mind. I'm Riding With Death; I Tried Speaking. Now I'm Losing My Breath; Spirit Lurking In My Winshield. I'm Seeing People That I Know That had Died; They Calling Me.( On My Way To Hell... On My Way To Hell; Would You Die For Me. If Not Would Ya Cry For Me; 4x). Tomorrow I wonder If I pray; Will It Save My Sorrow Soul. An Breath Air Back Into Me; I Have Seen Demons Now. I Know It's Not Return Now; Cause With My Two Eyes. I See All The Souls On Fire; They Literally Burning. I Know I'm Not Ah Sleep Or Some Twisted Sick Dream; Cause These Demons With Wings. They Throwin my Homies In The Fire;  ( On My Way To Hell... On My Way To Hell; Would You Die For Me. If Not Would Ya Cry For Me; 5x). So I Wonder Why I'm Here; Is It Really The Foes; That I Shot Or That Nigga That I Shanked In Jail. It Seem We Went To The Same Hell; There's No Time To Lie. I Really Die In My Car; 6 Shots. Shit Seem Real; That The Differents Between Me And Hell. I Know I'm Never Leaving Now That I'm Here; Now Comes Arose Of Smoke. I wonder Is This Really He; I Hear Voices That Is Coming In All Directions. I Can't Compare In Real Time; Now It Appears With Thosand Of Angels; Wit Three Heads And Lamb Feet. They Open their Mouths; I Seen All My Enemies Screamin.    ( On My Way To Hell... On My Way To Hell; Would You Die For Me. If Not Would Ya Cry For Me; 4x). So Now The Car Stops; Someone Covered In Ah Black Cloak. They Open Me Doe; He Say This Is my Visit. But It  Can't Be Permanently; As He States He Rule The Hours Of Death. Now There Are Seen; Birds flying With Out Wings. Follow By little Babies Shown Wit Their Mouths Sown Shut; They Crying. But Theirs No Mothers Around; Too Help Their Misery. Now Theres A Lady Saying She Anit Happy Here; Asking Me To Please Save Me. Then She Burst Into Fire; As I'm Starting To Smell Weed Strong  And Hennessy. I Realize This Is What I Had Before I Crash And Left; But No Vision Of My Death. Now Someone Is Pulling Bullets Out Their Body; So I Can Bust Back At The Dead. ( On My Way To Hell... On My Way To Hell; Would You Die For Me. If Not Would Ya Cry For Me; 6x)