This is a song about "Dick hole"

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

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

No, i can’t called bitch i’m lying, i don’t use my phone, shit

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

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

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

I've been waiting for somebody to pick up my stroll

If you want to criticize me,talk to your ass hole,

Except it ain't via the nose it's from deep in my soul

First shot missed then he hit, that's how i got this hole.

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Theres a hole in my pocket

The pope inside nine capsules, fuck it let's split a roll

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