This is a song about "Bum holes"

Multisyllabic and internal rhymes about conscious topics, creating the

Another bum as a janitor, all we gotta do is learn algebra,

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

Oh false alarm,he's just a retarded bum...

Is never that's equivalent to me and sarah

Holes in they sweater, from my lyrical beretta

When they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressing their peers

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

He's in it for the sportrunnin circles round his

Ripping holes in clouds as my altitude diminishes

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

Holes in the walls like i'm on an escape mission

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Zombie ill fucking bite tuechie,bum rush his ass like a groupie,

Good luck with that mug of a mutt ya bum, you're dumb

When i get my v12, i’ma be in six of them