This is a song about "Coal"

Not physical but the coal is verbal, ho,

The wake up, dawg get ya face off the pillow

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

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

The pope inside nine capsules, fuck it let's split a roll

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

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

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Guys saw a lump of coal & i scooped her up & inside was a diamond.

Never let another rap nigga hit it from back or the front

Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad

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

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

K and b is rarer than a piece of golden coal

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

One of the coldest, the gracing on that pole