This is a song about "Escape the hole"

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Hole in the hull, busted ship

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Holes in the walls like i'm on an escape mission

Or is he the latter, a gateway to escape

And we gonnna toast up for the niggas that hate

You're in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate

The words were there but they just couldn't escape

Put a fuckin’ hole in the flo’

Like curses on the radio

If you still gon' be on some crooked-ass nigga shit

Dig down a hole throw the rest of your body in it

I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business

I am my only nemesis, my escape is where the exit is/