This is a song about "Coal"

Girl you're hot for days like secondhand coal.

You got your nails did, damn girl you're on a roll

So much black on it look like i'm mining coal, call fire control,

Cause with your hand in my hand and a pocket full of soul

And niggas ain't shit but you already knew that

Spit it back at you as coal and set fire to it

Even though he played the role, cold souls burn from coal

Meetin' fuckin' hoes on the road, it's takin its toll

Niggas buy ringers can't pay their bill though

On christmas all i receive is coal, yo,

My mom is all i have so it's never meet the parents

I asked santa claus for coal, so guess who stole his presents.

I showed emotion, lighted up the coal, shoved my love in your stove,

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

I'm tired of knowing my heart, is coal black.

What the fans can't see that mm-mirror gon notice back