This is a song about "Drilling services"

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

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm through with that shit

All my niggas still drilling shit

I know what you do with that

And the man knew her services carried a price

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

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

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

And drilling in like benadryl and pencillin, missiles hit,

I master vandalism and my louie v's sprouse shit

I was breakin' ‘em down, now i’m sellin' ‘em whole

His blood chilling windows start drilling into my soul

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

You passed out, bitch you ain't even listening

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

I just open up easier when i talk through a mic