This is a song about "Arse hole"

When i talk about money all you see is the struggle

At this point there's a hole in my heart like a bagel

I ain't superstitious i make all these broads split my pole

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

When im dont gettin brains then i honor roll

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

I'm so tired of this i could blow, fire in the hole

I'mma punt the paper over the pussy like a field goal

Like a flood of unwilling feelings boring into this hole

My success'll be the death of youlo and behold you sold your soul

Trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

Ya girls arse so fat i wunt even slap it,

I had to find my own way out this fucking hole/

See i know when the harsh reality take it's toll

Hole in the hull, busted ship

And that's jay line i had to quote that