This is a song about "Coal"

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

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

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

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

I'm trynna get you off like a fucking loophole

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

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

Give me a sign, tell me how you wanna roll

Not physical but the coal is verbal, ho,

My arsenal, makes for an awesome show

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

K and b is rarer than a piece of golden coal

On christmas all i receive is coal, yo,

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

Sell my soul, price of coal

Women at my pole