This is a song about "Digging holes"

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

The trailer park-dwelling, ditch-digging, late to pay the rent,

Hey your honor, is you kidding

Ringing digging singing

But u got only two holes son..well.. ur a true whore cuz every multi i spit ur holes multiply twice/

Cant be assed making it better, im lazy that way lol i just put it out anyway for you guys

Ripping holes in clouds as my altitude diminishes

Passion in rapping a blessing to even see this

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Holes all in ya t-shit, call that holy moly

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Bullet holes in your mind you the phony

I am not tina, buddy, do not give my window pain

Bullet holes and escalades, just tryin to explain,

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

And sell out 'till we dig holes for homes like peter rabbit,