This is a song about "Coal"

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

I dont see a touchdown, arms up field goal

Forever my endeavours and i sever my opponents

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

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

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

Gotta go, gotta goyeah baby, hahaha, it's check it out time

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

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

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

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

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

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

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

Yeah live from the soho, and hov told me i'd blow joe

Not physical but the coal is verbal, ho,