This is a song about "Blow hole"

We still ride though

Just the next girl to blow,

When im dont gettin brains then i honor roll

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

Suck on these nuts, blow bitch blow

Get rough with me, that night flow

Like a flood of unwilling feelings boring into this hole

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

Toss it just let the wind blow

I'll teach you how to take it slow

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

Life is like a phone booth, these pigeons is the fuckin' toll

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

Give me a sign, tell me how you wanna roll

Or your closest friend gets put in a hole