This is a song about "Bun holes"

Bullet holes in your mind you the phony

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

And get on down with this thc vision

He found this ample time to touch her bun,

Rozay in effect, know how to make her wet

And those that oppose go out with holes in the head

Holes all in ya t-shit, call that holy moly

With your attitude to match right, don't be phony

Fully chrome alone prone to put holes in you unknowingly cold in the solo

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

They trade semen as their holes fill up by the liter

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

Holes in skulls, that stuff is my sleeping pill

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

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

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes