This is a song about "Coal"

Spit it back at you as coal and set fire to it

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

K and b is rarer than a piece of golden coal

So the devil that drove in her got in control

I'mma punt the paper over the pussy like a field goal

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

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

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

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

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

I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track

I’m trying to go though, y’all already know though

On christmas all i receive is coal, yo,

To clear my head i'm feelin low, losin control

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