This is a song about "Black holes"

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Bullet holes in your mind you the phony

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

Ox up in my pocket, i'll lock shit, from the peep holes,

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

Flow studded rainbows in dental holes

To wet you niggas up like vagina holes

We love for a while then a light goes

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/

Holes in skulls, that stuff is my sleeping pill

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

While i freakin' spit black

And i thought i was black

Bring that shit the fuck back