This is a song about "Escape the hole"

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

Yet i managed to escape, call it the great escape, im great gastby, i got a cape,

Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate

Or is he the latter, a gateway to escape

The words were there but they just couldn't escape

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

De la soul is from the soul

Who knows what’ll come out the hole.

In i go, aiming for the only hole... the only goal,

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

Fire in the hole. shame her vag is flammable.

Let's keep it g, nobody see you when you being humble

Hole in the hull, busted ship

You, you, you have to pay for that

I started rap when i was like 12 years old,picked up a paper, pen and started to roll,

So ya better get lower than flo-rida inside of a lowrider with no tires in the hole