This is a song about "Coal miner"

Girl you're hot for days like secondhand coal.

Do you get brains, did you make the honor roll

Like im michael jordan major, you niggas harold miner

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

And blinding me to them, i should've known then you were coal and not a gem

Get your revenue popping before you ever do talk on them

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

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

On christmas all i receive is coal, yo,

Black 3 cement, sag jean sitting - low

Aiyyo i argue with my mother, spring, summer, fall, winter time

My dog is gay - here n' queerlike gary coleman, im the coal mine,

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

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

I see'em grillin, i ate it though

Not physical but the coal is verbal, ho,