This is a song about "Coal"

Just fresh out of the ashes it's a detroit fucking classic from when

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

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

And i was set loose amidst a swirling tornado of emotions inside my own soul,

Girl you're hot for days like secondhand coal.

See i know when the harsh reality take it's toll

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

Fuckin' voices follow me, emulatin' like twitter roll

Hustle from regis and kelly into the late show

Not physical but the coal is verbal, ho,

But i didn't cross the line until the bridge hit it, troll

K and b is rarer than a piece of golden coal

I was breakin' ‘em down, now i’m sellin' ‘em whole

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

Jim chose to give his work to smash in dough

On christmas all i receive is coal, yo,