This is a song about "Coal mining"

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

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

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

The dreams the kid in you once had, youre never gonna have no more 16 years old

Im like a devil rebel to the cocky jockey, you see me grindin mining all the gold

My goal is going gold with out selling my soul

Girl you're hot for days like secondhand coal.

Life is like a phone booth, these pigeons is the fuckin' toll

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

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

Or a uniformed man, i'm tryna uniform 10 million men

Yeah live from the soho, and hov told me i'd blow joe

Not physical but the coal is verbal, ho,

I feel like i'm falling, yeah falling into a black hole, that's darker than black coal

While you gasp 'n' you croak, my clueless rivals run as i chew your eyeballs whole