This is a song about "Coal minera"

At the same damn time, gettin' hit on by a couple hoes

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

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

I've been waiting for somebody to pick up my stroll

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

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

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

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

But i didn't cross the line until the bridge hit it, troll

Mary had a little lamb, it's fleece was black as coal,

Skin tone i wish i could take it back

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

Effortless flow, a couple sum’n a show

Not physical but the coal is verbal, ho,

On christmas all i receive is coal, yo,

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow