This is a song about "Coal"

Purify that woman soul

Sell my soul, price of coal

K and b is rarer than a piece of golden coal

My goal is going gold with out selling my soul

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

So i look for a little bit of gold, while tryin to spare my own soul,

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

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

Get him a mauri flow, from the mauri show

Not physical but the coal is verbal, ho,

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

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

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

A fuckin' sausage fest will them shaky niggas get married then

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

Too busy trying to dig a hole in your jeansnow it seems, it's check out time