This is a song about "Coal"

On christmas all i receive is coal, yo,

Lost my nigga over nothing though

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

Meetin' fuckin' hoes on the road, it's takin its toll

But i’m worth it though work this shit so perfect though

Not physical but the coal is verbal, ho,

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

K and b is rarer than a piece of golden coal

Girl you're hot for days like secondhand coal.

18 year sentence with no parole

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

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

Life is like a phone booth, these pigeons is the fuckin' toll

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

Sell my soul, price of coal

It's apart of her goal