This is a song about "Drilling"

You is just a groupie bitch and groupie bitch, no i am sick

Not hinting and drilling at a fall, i'm no titanic/

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

Splitting and drilling the heads of demons, i ain't satanic/

I cannot believe you think you young and tripping

But it's going down, hell no we ain't drilling

In the midst of a fire pit

All my niggas still drilling shit

18. spinning like i'm drilling,

Let my angel sing

And drilling in like benadryl and pencillin, missiles hit,

And all the pain the world cause she be healin' that shit

Life is like a phone booth, these pigeons is the fuckin' toll

His blood chilling windows start drilling into my soul

The alarms going off, hell no we ain't drilling

But if you ain't got the dance they revoke your spinning