This is a song about "Coals"

I feel the coals burnin' scorchin' beneath my soles

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

On my mama nigga, i be gone for months

Tyrannous regimes, heatin' coals, black diamonds,

Plucked to finish those who envision coals under pressure from most

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

Going at it holding orange coals, tryna cope

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke