This is a song about "Bituminous coal"

K and b is rarer than a piece of golden coal

So the devil that drove in her got in control

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

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

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

So much black on it look like i'm mining coal, call fire control,

Open up your contacts then scroll

Sell my soul, price of coal

On christmas all i receive is coal, yo,

And true i’ve seen better times cause i’m getting dough

I showed emotion, lighted up the coal, shoved my love in your stove,

Because now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of satan' hoes

Six feet under you's won't be making a sound, now i've taken control

I feel like i'm falling, yeah falling into a black hole, that's darker than black coal

Gotta go, gotta goyeah baby, hahaha, it's check it out time

My dog is gay - here n' queerlike gary coleman, im the coal mine,