This is a song about "Cole cant find the hole"

Hawk,two fingers each hole in the spot i giver the spock,

Or the fact when the money go up, it won’t stop

Bitch, boy, im the most clairvoyant bitch you cant find in this atmosphere

Don’t grin on me wit’ them long stares, you ain’t god unless no fear

Holla at ya boy young roy’s in the kill shit

Cant find that motivation to write or spit

Put a fuckin’ hole in the flo’

Never break, took a break though

Hands in the hole catch me biting like im rabbit,

Of my dick, head, melon off and let it rip

By the phone, no call

I punch a hole in the wall

Women at my pole

Suicide attempts in the hole