This is a song about "Coal"

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

My nigga co-bizzy virginia is back

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

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

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,

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

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

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

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

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

But when i fuckin' go, lucifer will probably have my soul

On christmas all i receive is coal, yo,

Get you high, keep it on the low

Aiyyo i argue with my mother, spring, summer, fall, winter time

My dog is gay - here n' queerlike gary coleman, im the coal mine,