This is a song about "Eating hot coal"

Hot, hot, hot! strange, old ain't hot.

Almost cried right on the spot

I asked santa claus for coal, so guess who stole his presents.

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Eating my soul just like cancer,

Wolf gang be on that wrist split splatter

Girl you're hot for days like secondhand coal.

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

So i'm gonna keep making, smoking and eating,

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

And eating you like a cannibals dinner food

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute

I take a sip of hennessy and then get pissy drunk

Santa won't even give you coal for a fucking christmas present

Purify that woman soul

Sell my soul, price of coal