This is a song about "Arse hole"

Let's put it on cruise control

Who knows what’ll come out the hole.

Saeed alisha i miss you, god bless my brother’s soul

First shot missed whole then he hit, that's how i got this hole.

Women at my pole

Suicide attempts in the hole

Forget the attic, i fuck her in her basement, the hidey hole

I've been waiting for somebody to pick up my stroll

Or your closest friend gets put in a hole

When im dont gettin brains then i honor roll

With gun blazzing, i leave your home filled with bullet hole

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

Than you gotta have a handle on your arse to take

Where every recipient, property of the state