This is a song about "Digging holes"

Ringing digging singing

In my drawsring, ring, ring

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

Instead of the hoes i was digging out, the one girl i always had a fit about

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

Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best

Ripping holes in clouds as my altitude diminishes

And if i give it to you, don't you treat me like them bitches

Holes in they sweater, from my lyrical beretta

She just let me beat and you an acapella kind fella

Different positions, but she still moaning the same

Bullet holes and escalades, just tryin to explain,

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

Flow studded rainbows in dental holes

Bullet holes in your mind you the phony

God mc oh my god you gotta see