This is a song about "Deep throught"

It's getting colder, shouldn't have dug so deep

But little old me with the few facts that i speak

Or coppin' some deep throat.

I fucking hate this job

And you can't just retreat because you're in far too deep,

So i could go help the babyshe could barely speak

Yeah i know we never got to meet

Maybe my wounds are just to deep,

Deep into the ground causing it to quake

They say them colors must be fake

She too bad to pass, so fine i'm gon' speak

Your own creation of madness crawls deep,

Rappers please step forward

Got em deep in the dirt