This is a song about "Hole"

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

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

Let's put it on cruise control

Who knows what’ll come out the hole.

I ain't superstitious i make all these broads split my pole

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

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

My success'll be the death of youlo and behold you sold your soul

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins

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

To y'all minds i'm like a uk clock

Flow stop like a bullet hole clot

It's apart of her goal

Suicide attempts in the hole

First shot missed whole then he hit, that's how i got this hole.

Saeed alisha i miss you, god bless my brother’s soul