This is a song about "Coal oil natural gases"

Niggas drop like the soldiers for the oil barrels,

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples

Fuck pro tools, this shit is all-natural like orange juice.

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

Don't matter, we need oil, look at the lives we're wrecking,

Ain't get my message, was no signal when i was texting

Cant help my actions, they come natural

No one that's breathin' is seen as an equal

On christmas all i receive is coal, yo,

It sucks that i didn't get the chance to say hello

Steal from the rich, snake oil to deceive

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

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

Shit, that birkin bag make the old dude mad