This is a song about "Drilling"

Because there ain't no coming back from that

All my niggas still drilling shit

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

Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic

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

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

Straight g thing, double m g thing

18. spinning like i'm drilling,

Took off my rollie and got on some audemeer shit

And drilling in like benadryl and pencillin, missiles hit,

His blood chilling windows start drilling into my soul

Baby i beg to differ, bet you can polish a pole

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

But i'm sitting here downing beers simply just wishing

We touch down in moscow and take flicks like click click

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