This is a song about "All the holes"

Fully chrome alone prone to put holes in you unknowingly cold in the solo

Where to begin when love ends on a bad noteor being honest make the trust grow

Holes in they sweater, from my lyrical beretta

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Fall, bitch, give me everything, i'm taking all this

Ripping holes in clouds as my altitude diminishes

But u got only two holes son..well.. ur a true whore cuz every multi i spit ur holes multiply twice/

All i really know is that i gotta master flow, police throw me on the ice then i wasnt so nice,

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

I want it all... all of the money

To wet you niggas up like vagina holes

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows

I hate bitches snitches stab them with syringes throw em in ditches and holes fuck hoes/

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit

And sell out 'till we dig holes for homes like peter rabbit,