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

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

Dig down a hole throw the rest of your body in it

Cause with your hand in my hand and a pocket full of soul

Forget the attic, i fuck her in her basement, the hidey hole

Im kind hearted,no matter how much i come off as an asshole

At her funeral, yet few will know what really showed her to the putrid hole

Suicide attempts in the hole

Just stay smartkeep your mind on your bank roll

I remorse, i let through the hole, my emotions/

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

If you know like i know, you should lie low

Put a fuckin’ hole in the flo’

I'm so tired of this i could blow, fire in the hole

My success'll be the death of youlo and behold you sold your soul

I had to find my own way out this fucking hole/

Fuckin' voices follow me, emulatin' like twitter roll