This is a song about "Adrian"

Give me a sign, tell me how you wanna roll

Girl you're hot for days like secondhand coal.

And blinding me to them, i should've known then you were coal and not a gem

And all these rappers know just where i'm bout to go so catch me then

Who happens to be black

Naked woman rub my back

The pope inside nine capsules, fuck it let's split a roll

K and b is rarer than a piece of golden coal

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Than the midnight, this kid's tight, i'll shackle you wack rappers,

Beetle the skin on my female that's word to cee-lo she fine

And i wait until midnight, then strike her in the night time,

Lets talk about the cars y'all got

Black as black like the blacktop/

Not physical but the coal is verbal, ho,

The sun gives light cause it is the window