This is a song about "Blow hole"

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

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

Suck on these nuts, blow bitch blow

That remix flow, mocco bread, pg though

Like a flood of unwilling feelings boring into this hole

Except it ain't via the nose it's from deep in my soul

This shit has got my soul

Who knows what’ll come out the hole.

No call it terrorism, the way i blow a hole through you rhymes, got you tip toeing

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

You got that indie glow

And then they started doing blow

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

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

We got dat smoke and blow

Whip purple and yellow, hello