This is a song about "Fill the hole"

Preaching to the choir though

Put a fuckin’ hole in the flo’

Fuckin' voices follow me, emulatin' like twitter roll

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

I'm so tired of this i could blow, fire in the hole

To clear my head i'm feelin low, losin control

Whether you rhyme slow or the beat fast

I fill the stands, ladies think im grand

Higher than the electricity bill when i get my fill

My high school girlfriend dykin', my side bitch ain't take her pill

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

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

They trade semen as their holes fill up by the liter

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

The goods assures to fill neighborhoods with smoke from the backwoods