This is a song about "Butt holes"

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

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Sound like applause when she shakin that butt

Ah hell not the beast really i don't give a fuck

Bitches is artificially duck

I’ll kick only motherfuckers butt.

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

Holes in they sweater, from my lyrical beretta

For instance my bro's body was pierced with about seven pistol holes

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

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

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Bullet holes in your mind you the phony

Ripping holes in clouds as my altitude diminishes

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this