This is a song about "Bullet holes"

I gotta question for you man

Do you hear the bullet clang?

Pop a bullet in your chest,

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Flow studded rainbows in dental holes

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Bullet holes in your mind you the phony

Black holes are a mid something about meta physics and science----

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era

Holes in they sweater, from my lyrical beretta

Two whips, six tattoos, no kids

A shooting range with bullet limits

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

They trade semen as their holes fill up by the liter