This is a song about "Coal"

Everybody know me like the contra code for extra men

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

She said it really dont matter if its real though

Not physical but the coal is verbal, ho,

U will die automatically if u heard that a check has been stole

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

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

K and b is rarer than a piece of golden coal

De la soul is from the soul

Sell my soul, price of coal

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

Girl you're hot for days like secondhand coal.

I tend to leave them quite offended if they too dependent

Santa won't even give you coal for a fucking christmas present

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

Except it ain't via the nose it's from deep in my soul