This is a song about "Hole"

Fuck it, they shrink to fit

Hole in the hull, busted ship

It's apart of her goal

Who knows what’ll come out the hole.

Like a flood of unwilling feelings boring into this hole

Cause with your hand in my hand and a pocket full of soul

Put a fuckin’ hole in the flo’

Silly bitches gon' follow

Then putting it in space to be enveloped by a black hole

But i didn't cross the line until the bridge hit it, troll

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

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

See i know when the harsh reality take it's toll

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

Flow stop like a bullet hole clot

Bring the keys, oh my god