This is a song about "Escape the hole"

Hole in the hull, busted ship

Fuck it turn my mic up a lil bit

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

And i was set loose amidst a swirling tornado of emotions inside my own soul,

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

Corvette so clean you'll think bruce springsteen rid that

The words were there but they just couldn't escape

Let em marinate, you forever late

The sinner me,the killer in me will rip rappers a new ass hole

I'mma punt the paper over the pussy like a field goal

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

I remorse, i let through the hole, my emotions/

Forget the attic, i fuck her in her basement, the hidey hole

The pope inside nine capsules, fuck it let's split a roll